Oh Zorro, my Zorro,
My sweet crusader,
How intensely I long for you,
How sickly I hate her.

She stole your affection,
Without even trying,
And now, Zorro, my Zorro,
How I wish I were dying.

I rely on my alcohol
To kiss away pain,
Oh Zorro, my Zorro,
I’m going insane.

I remember our first fight,
And look back with a smile,
Oh Zorro, I need you,
Please, just for awhile…

And with this last note,
I drink the last drop,
I find a high tower
And climb up to the top.

I’ll fly for awhile,
Before hitting the ground,
And if no one’s nearby
I won’t make a sound.

Oh Zorro, my Zorro,
These words I repeat,
“Don’t cry for me, Zorro,
In death we will meet.”