Cuando Murió Mi Caballo
Joan Sebastian
When My Horse Died
When my horse died
It was the saddest April 8th
On my birthday
He was killed by a vile colic
He was a short Moor
Companion of Honor
With the forgiveness of my block
There was no better place to dance
He started the screams
And the natural applause
My audience murmured
What a cool animal!
If there are horses in heaven
You must bring it there
Shepherding a good flock
Archangel Saint Michael
(I still dream of you, quack!)
When my horse died
How could I forget it?
It was the worst news
That Fede could give me
Goodbye, short Moor
If you were missing flying
Here you earned your wings
They will give them to you there
If there are horses in heaven
Piquín must be there
I hope Ramón gets it
A good sound, a sound without end
(Ramón López Alvarado
Thank you, my friend
And there I entrust my Piquín!)
