6 years I spent looking for her.
Six years of travelling through mountains and deserts 
Looking for the love I lost
Araban
The most beautiful muchacha south of the Rio Grande

Times I spent with her, were the happiest of my life
Her lips were as red as the Mexican Cactus rose
Her hair as black as the socks from Sanchez del Castillo
The famous bandajo that stole from the rich
And killed the poor
The cleavage between her breasts was 
as deep as the cliffs from Acapulco 


One night she went outside to buy a pack of caballeros
I never saw her since
What happened to her?
Nobody saw her leave
What happened to Araban?
Nobody knew a thing
What the hell happened to my beautiful baby

All those years that I travelled to find her trail
She visited me in my dreams
Every single night
“ Come and get me 
Come and get me” She whispers
When she’s about to tell me where she is
She vanishes in the fog
 
One bad day I crossed the red desert
I drank to much mescadas
Burito, my horse, who stumbled, I fell
I tried to hold on to a cactus
But is was too late
Days later I opened my eyes
I found out I was in a hospital
Who’s that over there
I asked the doctor who took care of us
“ Senorita de compostella del testarossa del Sagrada Familia del Gal Kabaz”
She came her six years ago and she never spoke a word
But I knew better
I recognized her body
Those voloptuous curves
Araban! 
Araban!
And when she heard her name
She turned her head and her eyes were filled with tears