Jorge was a happy Mexican
With the smile as bright
As Van Gogh's sunflowers
And Gauguin's exotic landscapes
Of Tahiti--
Immune to the anxiety disorders
And the psychotic episodes
Of his fellow bipolar gringos--
Jorge was a happy Mexican,
Wearing a poncho and a wide-brimmed
Sombrero with just a little bit dinero
And el corazon de oro,
That says defiantly ¡No hay problema!
While the stars seem to sing
In his head:
Para todo mal, mezcal,
Y para todo bien también.
Jorge was a happy Mexican
With the spirit of
Nuestra Señora de Guadalupe--
Drunk with life, drunk with the stars,
Drunk with the history of the Mayan ruins--
Jorge was a happy Mexican
With the rays of the sun in his hands
And the song of the wind in his heart--
Sí, era un feliz mexicano
Porque no tenía mucho,
Sino el espíritu lleno de amor.
February 13, 2012