Zorro lies dying. In the Spanish sun. All the women crying. Especially the pretty ones. He drew his sword.... They came with guns. Stealing is stealing. I've done lots of that. Now reach into my pocket padre. Hide this gold pouch in your hat. And let the skinny peons. Feed upon the fat. It was liberated. From some aristocrat eh?. So pray for him father. You need not bother. 'Cause I am the fox. And I go where I want. If heaven ignores me. The devil adores me. Yes I am the fox. And I go where I want. Padre don't it seem. Hundred years ago. Before I donned the mask. I'm Don Diego. Now there's only minutes left. For the cunning El Zorro. Go fetch my sword... my horse. I'll ride out death Diablo. So pray for him father. You need not bother. 'Cause I am the fox. And I go where I want. If heaven ignores me. The devil adores me. I am the fox. And I go where I want. Death you're running closer. And I can't keep this pace. Sir I'm disadvantaged. And should I lose this race. Hand to me your deadliest wine. I'll give you back a taste. Before you burn your mark on me. I'll carve mine in your face. So pray for him father. You need not bother. 'Cause I am the fox. And I go where I want. When Satan annoys me. Then heaven employs me. 'Cause I am the fox. And I go where I want to go. El Zorro.