El Corralero
Hernan Figueroa Reyes
The Corralero
The corralero is very bad
And there in the paddock
As old as he is
We must help him to die
So he doesn't suffer anymore
You were always the most accurate
And that's why you must alleviate his pain
How do they expect me?
Who took care of him since he was a foal
To drive a knife into his chest
Because the boss ordered it
Just let him graze
I didn't reject my advice
That I will bury him
When he dies of old age
Next to the stream in the lowlands
I found him lying
Almost expiring
I approached very slowly
And I wanted to explain it to him
But seeing him resigned
My hand trembled
And I started to cry
How do they expect me?
Who took care of him since he was a foal
To drive a knife into his chest
Because the boss ordered it
Just let him graze
I rejected my advice
That I will bury him
When he dies of old age
