Sorta Cavalo

I actually came into the world on horseback, I'm from work
Unravel, sorta kicking, bucking is my life
I'm not scared of your snorting, digging in the mango tree
Born, wild from birth, on the banks of a border river
They left me bucking in the hands of the old midwife

I bring the dust trotted on horseback from the winds I tamed
Rough fate in the forge of dealing with this life I created myself
Every snort, hump, and hump
Doy laçasso bottling the garrão
If the towing is too violent
I'm going to break myself with my mane in my hand

Sorta the horse, tchê, sorta the horse goes
I was raised on the coast of Uruguay
Sorta the horse, tchê, sorta the horse goes
I inherit my father's rough fate
Sort the horse, man, you can sort it
My life is to lasso and buck

Sorta the horse, tchê, sorta the horse goes
I was raised on the coast of Uruguay
Sorta the horse, tchê, sorta the horse goes
I inherit my father's rough fate
Sort the horse, man, you can sort it
My life is about bowing and bucking

Border guard who tames a rider
Mandalete on the lookout for the pearl
Bless the tame with a well-spoken gesture
At the cry of a horse of some sort