Mi Jaca
El Consorcio
My Horse
The grandeur, the bravery, and the tradition
And the enchantment of the Sevillian night
I wouldn't trade it for the grace of the farm
And the elegance of my Jerez horse
On its back, I go like a queen
With diamond spurs on my feet
And wearing as a crown and comb
The majesty of the Cordoban hat
My horse gallops and cuts through the wind
When passing through the port
On the way to Jerez
I love it, just like that gypsy
Who is tormenting me
Because of love
On the back of my Jerez horse
I sway proudly and arrogantly
Like the air sways through my window
The geraniums, the carnations, and the roses
When it trots, with the dust of the path
At its step, it forms an altar for me
That illuminates the brightness of the stars
That illuminates the brightness of the stars
And carpets the emotion of my singing
My horse gallops and cuts through the wind
When passing through the port
On the way to Jerez
I love it, just like that gypsy
Who is tormenting me
Because of love
