Cuando Murió Mi Caballo
Joan Sebastian
When My Horse Died
When my horse died
It was the saddest April eighth
My birthday, no less
A vile colic took him away
He was a little bay
A companion of honor
With all due respect to my stable
There was no better dancer
He brought the screams
And the natural applause
My audience murmured
What a beautiful animal
If there are horses in heaven
He must be up there
Herding a good flock
With Archangel Michael
(I still dream of you, buddy!)
When my horse died
How could I ever forget?
It was one of the worst news
That Fede could give me
Goodbye, little bay
If you needed to fly
Here you earned your wings
Up there they'll give them to you
If there are horses in heaven
The Piquín must be up there
I hope Ramón gets to hear
A good tune, a never-ending tune
Ua, Ramón López Alvarado
Thanks, my friend
(And take care of my Piquín!)
