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I woke up at dawn, Not even the tide was up. Getting ready to run, But the last tune was fighting back. I opened my eyes, eventually, Not quite sure of where I was; Still in Mexico of course. I got out of bed, Like an eavesdropper Lodging in this place, An unfamiliar face, A new day glimmering. I stepped out into the sand. I'm a stranger in this land And I'm far from Mexico; I'm far from Mexico. I once saw a book Carelessly left on display. You were not supposed to look, As if I wasn't crazy enough; I saw pages filled with aphorisms And the things you didn't tell. You knew Mexico quite well; You knew Mexico quite well. (Merci à Leon DUONER pour cettes paroles) Aus Songtexte Mania