El Carrero
Fui reventando caballos
Una vez pa' mi querencia
Naide se vino conmigo
Naide me abrió la tranquera
En antes fui domador
Aura voy con la carreta
No me rindieron los potros
Me ha cansado aquella vuelta
Serena y calmosamente
Sin sentir hago las léguas
Mis bueyes van bien despacio
Y a mí me suebra pacencia
Muchos pasan al galope
Y algunos a media renda
Yo no envideo a ninguno
Quién sabe cómo es la vuelta
Linda la vida e'carrero
Pa'l que no tiene querencia
The Cart Driver
I've been breaking horses
Once for my homeland
No one came with me
No one opened the gate
I used to be a horse tamer
Now I go with the cart
The colts didn't break me
That round has tired me out
Calmly and serenely
Without feeling, I make the leagues
My oxen go very slowly
And I have plenty of patience
Many pass at a gallop
And some at a medium pace
I don't envy anyone
Who knows how the round is
Nice life for the cart driver
For those who don't have a homeland