La Yegua Baya

One Sunday of races
A little boy was walking around
On a small mare
And challenged everyone

I have a bay mare on one side
More than the light winds
And I run wherever I want
With my beautiful bay mare on one side

I don't ask for an advantage, friend
However you like the race
And I run wherever I want
With my beautiful bay mare on one side

They beat him with Luna
Don Sirilo's sorrel
The boy left very sad
Only the whistle could be heard

La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
And I run wherever I want
With my beautiful bay mare on one side