El Media Noche

Midnight was a horse,
Black as my sorrows,
Brother of the seven leagues,
His parents were from the coffers

He was born for the town,
And the town for the horse,
They were the explosive mix,
That not even the devil could stop

The town chose him among many,
Purebred horses,
The Midnight was whole,
He was the biggest stallion

The two identified each other,
From the first glance,
The town was thrilled,
And the horse neighed

Since then the bald ones,
Even the weapons they left behind,
When they saw the black colt,
And the town riding him

Then came the legend,
Of the great town and the horse,
They said the town was the devil,
And he rode another devil

Don't feel like a black colt,
Don't shy away from danger,
We have come out of hells,
Of great enemies

We continue through mists
That are nothing but dew,
Get into the tower dancing
For we have come to dance