Mexico

I love Mexico; it’s a land of love.
On its green trees nightingale, myna, dove
Sing songs all months. Its wind is wet always
With fragrance of roses. Its Sun gives rays,
Its Moon the shadow of the Paradise.
Its cities are full of blue nymphs. Here lies
The peace of all heroes. In this dreamland
Lives Lorena without whom this life’s sand,
This life’s hell, this life’s a complete lie. So
I love Lorena and her Mexico.