Méxica
Oc ye nechca!.
Cae el pueblo tolteca, ha nacido el guerrero mayor,
Anazasis herencia de Puebla, venerado Xolotl,
Y el Uey Tlatoani,hombre leyenda, del viejo Aztlàn,
Es quien a tomado el orden macro en escencia del Monte Albàn.
Entre luchas y heridas, la gente sin rostro surgiò,
Serpiente Emplumada, dios blanco,...oh!,
Quetzalcoalt!,...sobre el mar y en la tierra aun vives,
Con la carne del tiempo gritas y gimes,
Desde el centro del ùnico mundo,...allì, en Meztliapàn.
Azteca sin miedo, Soy!,...grita el guerrero,
Oh!!!,...el que nadie ha podido vencer,
Oh!!!,...ser noble , roja piel,
Grita sin miedo, Mèxica, Mèxica, Mèxica.
Mexica
Oh, we are ready!
The Toltec people fall, the greatest warrior is born,
Anazasi's heritage from Puebla, revered Xolotl,
And the Uey Tlatoani, legendary man, from old Aztlan,
He who has taken the macro order in essence from Monte Alban.
Amidst struggles and wounds, the faceless people emerged,
Feathered Serpent, white god,...oh!,
Quetzalcoatl!,...over the sea and on land you still live,
With the flesh of time you scream and moan,
From the center of the only world,...there, in Meztliapan.
Aztec without fear, I am!,...the warrior shouts,
Oh!!!,...the one no one has been able to defeat,
Oh!!!,...be noble, red skin,
Shout without fear, Mexica, Mexica, Mexica.