Caballo Prieto Azabache

Black Azabache horse
How to forget that I owe you my life
When the loyal forces of Pancho Villa were going to execute me
On that cloudy night
An advance guard surprised me
And after being disarmed
I was sentenced to the firing squad
When I was in the chapel, Villa told his assistant
Take that horse away from me, it's polite and obedient
I knew I wouldn't escape and only thought about salvation
And you, my black Azabache, were thinking the same as me

I remember they told me to make a wish before being executed
I want to be shot on my black Azabache horse
And when they mounted me on you and prepared the execution
You didn't wait for the command
You charged against the firing squad
With three Mauser shots
You ran, Azabache
Saving my life

What you did for me
My horse friend
I won't forget
I couldn't save you
And the bitterness makes me cry
That's why, black Azabache
I won't forget you
Never again