El Hijo Desobediente
Jorge Gamboa
The Disobedient Son
One Sunday while shoeing
Two young men met
Getting their hands on their weapons
As if wanting to fight
When they were fighting
One of their fathers arrived
"Son of my heart
Do not fight
With anyone"
"Get out of here, father
I am angrier than a lion
Don't pull out the sword
And pierce his heart"
"Son of my heart
For what you just said
Before the sun rises
Your lifeeeee
Will be taken away"
I asked my father
Not to bury me in sacred ground
But to bury me in rough land
Where the cattle trample me
With a hand sticking out
And a golden paper on top
With a sign that says
Felipe was
Unfortunate
The chestnut horse
That was born a year ago
I entrust it to my father
For the care he gave me
Of the 3 horses I have
I leave them to the poor
So they can at least say
Felipe, may goooood
Forgive you
They brought down the dark bull
That had never been brought down
But now it has come down
Mixed with the cattle
With this, I bid farewell
With the Eastern star
This could happen
To the disobedient
Son...
