Corriente Y Canelo
Pedro Fernández
Corriente And Canelo
He left following the trail
Of the master who didn't return
It had been more than three days
That he didn't want to eat
He was common and cinnamon
The dog that I refer to
They called him fandanguero
When they saw him grow
What a dog, but what a noble animal
What a dog I will never forget
One October night he left
From the San Juan del Río area
He didn't feel hunger or cold
He wanted to find his master
He arrived far in Queretaro
He saw the stars in San Luis
And at dawn his footprints
He left in Matehuala
What a dog, but what a noble animal
What a dog I will never forget
When he passed through Saltillo
He encountered many coyotes
He killed and ran through the mountains
To continue his journey
In Monterrey and Sabinas
He felt he was close to finding him
Tired, he was already bending
But he didn't want to sleep
Then he crossed the border
Sniffing on the other side
The master he had been looking for
Until he finally found him
He lay in a grave
Where there was a sign
Here lies a brazier
And the noble dog died
