Cuando Murió Mi Caballo
Joan Sebastian
When My Horse Died
When my horse died
It was the saddest April 8th
On my birthday
He was killed by a vile colic
He was a short Moor
Companion of honor
With the forgiveness of my block
There was no better place to dance
He started screaming
And the natural applause
My audience murmured
What a cool animal
If there are horses in heaven
You must bring it there
Herding a good flock
The Archangel Saint Michael
I still dream about you, cuaco
When my horse died
How can I forget it?
It was one of the worst news
What Fede could give me
Goodbye, short Moor
If you were missing flying
Here you won your wings
There they will give them to you
If there are horses in heaven
Piquín must be there
I hope Ramón gets it
A good sound, a sound without end
Ramon Lopez Alvarado
Thank you, my friend
And there I entrust my Piquín
