He was born under a fig tree, his mother was a fine mare
They called him ? ?La Catrina ??, And the foal ? ?El Cantador ??
It was a colt with more brio, than any other horse
And since I made it mine, I turn out to be a very runner
(My horse was nice); he was my most faithful friend
(Ligerito as lightning), it was very good law
When he was a false rein, he gave his mother an advantage
Very soon I leave his father, with two bodies I earn
It was of retinto hair, dosalbo and with a star,
Very fachoso and mitotero, and cute of heart
(My horse was nice); he was my most faithful friend
(Ligerito as lightning), it was very good law
He was born under a fig tree, and in the paddock
What a pity that he died, my best friend
That's why when the sun dies, and the moon will come out
I go to that pasture, my memories to live
(My horse was nice); he was my most faithful friend
(Ligerito as lightning), it was very good law
Only among all we can make this a better place :)