Cosas de Uno

I’m here to get my horse
To deck myself out with it
To deck myself out with it
Tomorrow I’ll head to the fields
No deadline to come back

I want to track down a memory
To the south, to the north, I don’t know
To the south, to the north, I don’t know
I’ve lived through tough times
Struggling, not understanding

If I rush to find my way
I might just get lost
I might just get lost
Slowly, with light inside
It’ll be something else, maybe

The road will be long
I’m no good at walking on foot
I’m no good at walking on foot
That’s why I saddle my dark horse
And that’s how I deck myself out with it

Tomorrow I’ll head to the fields
To the south, to the north, I don’t know
To the south, to the north, I don’t know