I hear in the Aztec night birds flying overhead
Flying far away & leaving me alone
Alone in the Aztec night
Disowned in the Aztec night.

My destination is unclear
Each day I ride around
I read magazines & books
But never buy I thing
From the big store Aztec moon

I will climb every mountain
Every one before me placed
& I will climb up to the stars
For to the stars I'm not disgraced
Aztec moon.