Batendo Casco

In a front trot to throw the reins
I'm going to face the wind just for the sake of it
Making a living in a Gateado Oveiro
Crazy and cheerful with the dogs

Across the countryside, through the camps
I tie the ties in a beautiful flourish
To drag the master sheep to the shear
And everything that is useless around the ranch

I dress really nicely, like for dating
Bridling the wrinkles of this bagual love
That, when changing leagues, moves its leg
To Santana Velha of the Uruguay River

I dress really nicely, like for dating
Bridling the wrinkles of this bagual love
That, when changing leagues, moves its leg
To Santana Velha of the Uruguay River

With a very short veil, come on, my horse
Crushing peals in these worlds
Playing the chircas in a water tank
Sponsoring sorrow without taking off your hat

We are each other without tearing the bottom
Thinning the hair in this spring
Trimming the mane from neck to ear
Of a pregnant mare without passing the buccal

I dress really nicely, like for dating
Bridling the wrinkles of this bagual love
That, when changing leagues, moves its leg
To Santana Velha of the Uruguay River

I dress really nicely, like for dating
Bridling the wrinkles of this bagual love
That, when changing leagues, moves its leg
To Santana Velha of the Uruguay River
From the Uruguay River, from the Uruguay River, from the Uruguay River