Lindo Adorno Pa' Mi Apero

Nice Ornament For My Gear

Roan bull
Whole horn pin
He never crossed the line
To graze in open fields
And he was walking in the thickest part
Roaring like a wild beast

Finding it was an omen
From a near tragedy
Well, he had a bad habit
It spun like a top
And to freight in a race
He lifted it up on the antlers

His horns were stained
Several freight shipments to his credit
Nobody wanted to run him
And the most notorious thief
He returned one afternoon broken
And the beast left again

I hung life by the feeler
It was already a duel between the two
To that brave and returning one
I'm going to tie my braids around her neck
It tested my patience
And runner's pride

It doesn't stay
I'll send it for the second one

And inside!
My horse, a chestnut with a white blaze
Veteran, good rein
Daring for the ranch
The more prickly, the better
I covered it with the mop
And I set off down the path

He was already bellowing in the thicket
And I went against the wind
There was a north wind blowing, I won't even tell you
He was my best ally
I piled the horse on top of him
And right there I tightened the reins

I thought about castrating him to make him an ox
To collect on their heresies
But seeing so much stubbornness
The antlers scraping the ground
I buried my caronero
All the way to the top and in one go

The leather of that roan
I kept it for my memories
Eight strokes, six tries
A relic that is exquisite
Today the brave and returning
It's just an ornament in my gear