Caballito Bandolero
Antonio Molina
Bandit Little Horse
Riding on a horse, he came down like lightning.
And his bandit was wearing a rose,
Although he's a bandit, like a gentleman
He risks his life to see his girlfriend.
For a few ounces of gold, his mountain girl sold him,
And instead of finding an 'I adore you,' he found the round.
Bandit little horse,
Bandit little horse,
Let's go to the mountain,
Because you are what I love the most.
Bandit little horse,
Bandit little horse,
A little pain scratches me
For a treacherous kiss.
Oh, tra, la, la...
Oh my bandit little horse, let's go now.
In the alley, death is awake,
A man on horseback is being chased.
A shot is heard, and with helplessness
He was left wounded on his horse.
The noble and fierce animal entered the mountains,
And a rose was left, scattered on the ground.
