El Muchacho Y El Potro
Un estruendo terrible formaron
Al llegar al humilde lugar
Las espuelas de acero, chirriaron
Ni los perros quisieron ladrar
La culata del rifle estrellaron,
En la puerta del triste jacal,
De un muchacho se perfila el rostro
Al abrir la puerta del jacal
Lo que tengo nomás es mi potro,
Pero no se lo pueden llevar,
Ni tampoco lo cambio por otro,
Solo muerto me lo han de quitar
A empeñones lo sacan al patio,
Con la luna se mira brillar,
El pelaje del noble caballo,
Que la turba se viene a llevar
Se revuelve y se para de manos,
Viendo a su amo que van a colgar,
Por la rama más alta de un fresno,
Una soga lograron pasar,
El muchacho se mira sereno
Ni la muerte lo puede asustar
Solamente un milagro supremo,
O su potro lo pueden salvar
Un silbido se escucha de pronto,
Y el relincho del fiero animal,
Convertido en el mero demonio,
Se echa encima y empieza a patear
El muchacho saltando a su lomo
En sus barbas los pudo burlar
Se incorpora a la gente de villa,
Su valor se comienza a notar
Cada instante se juega la vida
No se cansa de tanto buscar
A los hombres que por pura envidia
Lo quisieron de un árbol colgar
The Boy and the Colt
A terrible noise they made
Upon arriving at the humble place
The steel spurs, they squeaked
Not even the dogs wanted to bark
They smashed the rifle butt
On the door of the sad shack
A boy's face is outlined
As he opens the door of the shack
All I have is my colt
But they can't take it away
Nor will I exchange it for another
Only dead will they take it from me
They push him out into the courtyard
In the moonlight, it shines
The coat of the noble horse
That the mob is coming to take
He writhes and stands on his hind legs
Seeing his master they are going to hang
From the highest branch of an ash tree
They managed to pass a rope
The boy looks calm
Not even death can scare him
Only a supreme miracle
Or his colt can save him
A whistle is suddenly heard
And the neigh of the fierce animal
Turned into a mere demon
He throws himself and starts kicking
The boy jumps on his back
In their faces he was able to mock
He joins the people of the town
His courage begins to show
Every moment he risks his life
He doesn't tire of searching so much
For the men who out of pure envy
Wanted to hang him from a tree