"I never did the deed,
yet imprisoned for years I've been.
say 'Zihuatanejo',
its where I will lay low;
and wait until you've joined me.  

Find the grandest of all oak trees,
beneath there's a box for thee.
If the contents will rot,
you've gone and got shot,
or died of a natural disease."

So alone, for now I'll be,
Filled with thoughts and my memories.
From the depths of the fuego ,
to Zihuatanejo;
I know what it takes to be free!