Оригинален текст
And I dream in the mornin' she brings me water,
And I dream in the evenin' she brings me wine,
Just a poor man's daughter from Puerta Pen~asco,
Evangelina... in Old Mexico.
There's a great hot desert south of Mexicali,
And if you don't have water, boy, you better not go.
Tequila won't get you across that desert
To Evangelina... in Old Mexico.
BRIDGE:
And the fire I feel for the woman I love is drivin' me insane,
Knowin' she's waitin' and I can't get there.
Lord only knows that I rack my brain to try and find a way
To reach that woman... in Old Mexico.
And I met a kind man, he guarded the border.
He said, "you don't need papers, I'll let you go,
I can tell that you love her by the look in your eyes, son,
She's the rose of the desert... in Old Mexico."
REPEAT BRIDGE
And I dream in the mornin' she brings me water,
And I dream in the evenin' she brings me wine,
Just a poor man's daughter from Puerta Pen~asco,
Evangelina... in Old Mexico.