Tropilha de Corredor
Lucas Gross
Corridor Herd
Corridor Herd
The dark night without moon
Unveils a veil of drizzle
And a neigh echoes far
In the corridor that echoes
Opened his eyes to the world
Swallowing the darkness
Dropped the poncho of the placenta
On the rough ground
He immediately saw his destiny
In the narrow corridor
The old muddy road
Lots of earth and few flowers
Corridor herd
Bay, black, chestnut
Maned, blurred brand
Untamed herd
Corridor herd
The stallion is unknown
Romances on the wire fence
Or if the gate opens
Perhaps it was a bay
From the fields of Figueira
Who impregnated the chestnut
Brave and parider
Almost a year, crossed leagues
Scouting shade and water
Living in the corridor
Pregnant, pregnant with stolen offspring
To walk and walk his fate
Is to live on the roads
Blessed the witch's braid
For some cut paw
And the capricious destiny
Chose the thread of the path
To give birth to more hope
In the herd, another foal
Corridor herd
Bay, black, chestnut
Maned, blurred brand
Untamed herd
Corridor herd
The stallion is unknown
Romances on the wire fence
Or if the gate opens
Corridor herd
Corridor herd
Corridor herd