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Otelo by Rocio Durcal (original lyric)
Es mi caballo hermoso,
De negro pelo,
Por noble y por celoso,
Le puse Otelo.
Por noble y por celoso,
Le puse Otelo,
Es mi caballo hermoso,
De negro pelo.
Que bien bracea, que bien bracea,
Y al verme cariñoso caracolea,
Caraco, caracolea.
Viene siempre conmigo,
Manso y ufano,
Y la azúcar y el trigo,
Como en mi mano, como en mi mano.
Y aunque os asombre,
Y aunque os asombre,
Su mirar es humano,
Como el de un hombre,
Como el de un hombre.
Ole mi Otelo, ole mi Otelo,
Con sus crines al aire,
De terciopelo.
Ole mi Otelo,
En tu silla montada,
Voy hasta el cielo,
Voy hasta el cielo,
Voy hasta el cielo,
Voy hasta el cielo.
Si ve que con agrado,
Miro un potrillo,
Se pone fu rumiado,
Como un chiquillo.
Se pone fu rumiado,
Como un chiquillo,
Si ve que con agrado,
Miro un potrillo.
No aguanta un pelo,
No aguanta un pelo,
Le va que ni pintado,
Llamarse Otelo.
Llamarse, llamarse Otelo.
Cuando baja hasta el río,
Por los jarales,
Dicen vaya bravío,
Mis mayorales,
Mis mayorales.
Parece un rayo,
Parece un rayo,
Tan veloz como el mío,
No hay un caballo,
No hay un caballo.
Ole mi Otelo, ole mi Otelo,
Con sus crines al aire,
De terciopelo.
Ole mi Otelo,
En su silla montada,
Voy hasta el cielo,
Voy hasta el cielo,
Voy hasta el cielo,
Voy hasta el cielo.
Otelo by Rocio Durcal (english translation)
It is my beautiful horse,
Of black hair,
By noble and jealous,
I put him Othello.
By noble and jealous,
I put him Othello,
It is my beautiful horse,
Of black hair.
How well braced, well braced,
And seeing me loving caracolea,
Caraco, caracolea.
It always comes with me,
Manso and ufano,
And sugar and wheat,
As in my hand, as in my hand.
And although I astonish you,
And although I astonish you,
His look is human,
Like a man's,
Like a man's.
Ole my Othello, ole my Othello,
With his mane in the air,
Of velvet.
Ole my Othello,
In your mounted chair,
I go to heaven,
I go to heaven,
I go to heaven,
I go to heaven.
If you see that with pleasure,
I watch a foal,
It gets fumed,
Like a kid.
It gets fumed,
Like a kid,
If you see that with pleasure,
I watch a foal.
Can not stand a hair,
Can not stand a hair,
It is not even painted,
Call Othello.
Call, call Othello.
When it goes down to the river,
Through the jarales,
They say go brave,
My mayorales,
My mayorales.
It looks like lightning,
It looks like lightning,
As fast as mine,
There is not a horse,
There is not a horse.
Ole my Othello, ole my Othello,
With his mane in the air,
Of velvet.
Ole my Othello,
In his mounted chair,
I go to heaven,
I go to heaven,
I go to heaven,
I go to heaven.
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