La Tropilla - Triunfo
Carlos Gardel
The Herd - Triumph
The herd I ride
From the reserved
From the reserved
Is of a bay and roan
Like my years
Like my years
And the lead mare
Darker than dark
Darker than dark
Than the sorrows that my soul
Carries hidden
The spurs I use
For my rodeo
For my rodeo
Shine as I dance
My tapping
My tapping
Their rowels no longer dig in
Because I believe
Because I believe
That it's cowardly to hurt
The defenseless
And the saddle pads I place
At the head
At the head
Keep me pondering
The whole night
The whole night
Until I am surprised
By dawn
By dawn
Embracing who I call
My everything
