Caballo Triste

One must, what a shame
To see that one-armed man
So lonely, so lonely
And the corral
So lonely, so lonely
And the corral
They turned, they turned over
His rider
With one thrust, with one
Mortal stab
One must, what a shame
To see that one-armed man
He has stained with blood. He
Remains a sad mount
The thatched roof remembers him
The crescent moon wept
He has stained with blood. He
Remains a sad mount
The crescent moon, oh yes, remains
Only the rein holder
They bid farewell with spurs
The corraleros wept
Sorrow when you left
Sad horse remains