Sonoran Desert, unforgiving land

A young girl's backpack, buried in the sand

I can't forget, it's burning in my brain

I tell myself her story, Margarita was her name

Margarita, Margarita

Margarita, Margarita

 

Long black braid, mischief in her eyes

The journey north, and Papa holds her when she cries

They paid some men to guide them through the night

The coyotes left them before the sky turned light

Margarita, Margarita

Margarita, Margarita

I don't believe, but I'll say a prayer for Margarita

It's a Godless world, but I'll say a prayer for Margarita

Margarita

Margarita

 

I like to think she's going to school near Bakersfield

Su papá y su tío found work in the fields

Her teachers say she has a gift for math and art

She has many friends who love her for her gentle heart

 

Sonoran Desert, unforgiving land

A young girl's backpack, buried in the sand

I can't forget, it's burning in my brain

I tell myself her story, Margarita was her name

Margarita, Margarita

Margarita, Margarita

Margarita

Margarita