In the slums of dark El Paso,
there she lived like a back streetgirl,
Queen of the wildside, Mexican hero.

On a raid with her guy called Diego,
she was caught, he could fly away,
and now Maria, weeps like a willow.

But every night, beneath her window, you can hear Diego sing.

Don't cry for me, my Maria,
'cause it will mend with time,
this lonely heart of mine.
I'll be waiting for you, my Maria,
forever and a day,
so wipe your tears away.

A stricken look on those needy faces,
when the news spread from town to town,
thousands were crying, cry for a hero.

The moments of burning passion,
she remembers the nights of love,
and now Maria, weeps like a willow.

But every night, beneath her window, you can hear Diego sing.

Don't cry for me, my Maria,
'cause it will mend with time,
this lonely heart of mine.
I'll be waiting for you, my Maria,
forever and a day,
so wipe your tears away.

I'll be waiting for you, my Maria,
forever and a day,
so wipe your tears away.