Le Pusieron 7 Leguas
Nació y creció pura sangre
Igual que su madre yegua
Como homenaje a su padre
Le pusieron 7 leguas
Tenía lo noble por dentro
Y lo nervioso por fuera
Su dueño en una jugada
Tenía que pagar la apuesta
Cuando le ivan a echar bala
Lo entrego como respuesta
Aquí les doy mi potrillo
Que es todo lo que me resta
Se lo llevaron al valle
Y empezaron a correrlo
Siempre ganaba de calle
Como daba gusto verlo
Sus amos muy ambiciosos
Como ganaron dinero
Va siendo el mundo tan chico
Un golpe jugo la vida
Quizo que aquel potro rico
Se quedara a la medida
Para la yegua, su madre
Que no había sido vencida
Había una deuda de orgullo
Y el amo dijo a su yegua
Aunque se que es hijo tuyo
No debes de darle tregua
Si no le ganas, te mueres
Y si le ganas, me vengas
El potro sintio la sangre
Y al poco del partidero
Dejo ganar a su madre
Y se fue a un desfiladero
Sabía que podrian matarle
Pero el se mato primero
Esta es la historia señores
De una yegua y su potrillo
Ellos no entienden rencores
Ni quieren del oro el brillo
Pero si saben de amores
Entre una madre y un hijo
They Put 7 Leagues on Him
He was born and raised pure blood
Just like his mare mother
As a tribute to his father
They put 7 leagues on him
He had the noble inside
And the nervous outside
His owner in a play
Had to pay the bet
When they were going to shoot him
He handed him over as an answer
Here I give you my colt
Which is all I have left
They took him to the valley
And started to run him
He always won by a mile
It was a pleasure to see him
His owners very ambitious
How they made money
The world is getting so small
A blow played life
Wanted that rich colt
Stay to the measure
For the mare, his mother
Who had not been defeated
There was a debt of pride
And the owner said to his mare
Although I know he's your son
You must not give him respite
If you don't win, you die
And if you win, you avenge me
The colt felt the blood
And shortly after the start
He let his mother win
And went to a ravine
He knew they could kill him
But he killed himself first
This is the story gentlemen
Of a mare and her colt
They don't understand grudges
Nor do they want the shine of gold
But they do know about love
Between a mother and a son