hey now mama oceana,
you don’t have to cry for me.
I’m coming home soon, I promise.
I’m coming as fast as my thick thighs can carry me,
and even when I am tired I am riding on the back of my love for you.

mama oceana, I could feel you welling in the air today
and when you broke down I’m sorry
I’m sorry, but I grinned
and then I whispered ‘you’re here, you’re here’
and I smiled because you know zia primavera is here
and I know you miss your family when they go
but please mama stop, you’ll make us both cry

(maybe that won’t be so bad.)