Tocotó

Run, run, little horse
I want to be first
Look, they've all come out
And I remain in the flag

And come on, we're ready now
Jog down the road
And if everything is already written
I'll be the one who reads it

Run, run, little horse, don't give me any more turns
No matter how much you move
We are no closer to the goal
Run, run, little horse, keep racing
That if we do not get distracted we can take the lead

I go against the wind, everyone catches me
I'm not on time, I'm disheveled
The last lap, I'm tired
And in the bets, I'm the one who wins

I go against the wind, everyone catches me
I'm not on time, I'm disheveled
The world turns, it never stops
Keep running, nothing happens

Run, run, little horse, don't give me any more turns
No matter how much you move
We are no closer to the goal
Run, run, little horse, we're getting closer
And now that we are arriving
I see this is no race

Ah-ah-ah
Run, run, little horse (ah-ah-ah)
Run, run, little horse (ah-ah-ah)
Ta-ra-ra-ra-ah, ta-ra-ra-ra-ah, ta-ra-ra-ra-ah
Ta-ra-ra-ra-ah, ta-ra-ra-ra-ah, ta-ra-ra-ra-ah
Ta-ra-ra-ra-ah, ta-ra-ra-ra-ah, ta-ra-ra-ra-ah
La-la-ra-ra