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
Don't reject my advice
For I will bury him
When he dies of old age
Next to the stream in the lowlands
I found him lying
Almost at his end
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
Don't reject my advice
For I will bury him
When he dies of old age
