El Palomino

From Monterrey and Durango
Jerez and El Zalitrillo
The Hernández brought
A beautiful colt
Which they named
You will be called palomino

It was a beautiful horse
Golden color and fine spur
In all the corrals
And even in the big rodeos
The palomino was outstanding
And always won

But destiny is very cruel
And no one can resist it
It wanted a rattlesnake
To take him on its list
Leaving the horse dead
And without leaving a trace

On the back of the palomino
Rode Pascual Hernández
Flying through the roads
Challenging the great ones
He knew that palomino
Always came out ahead

In the year ninety-one
The month of August was running
The number one died
Who knows why
There will never be one
In all the ranches

Goodbye says his friend
The one who composed the corrido
To all those from Jerez
Calera and El Salitrillo
They will never see a horse
With the coat of the palomino