El Caballo Mojino

Year of one thousand nine hundred gentlemen
Year of ninety-two
The wet horse ran, gentlemen
A fast race

Paths and journeys, gentlemen
Were not enough for the road
Because they were going to see run, gentlemen
The ace of gold and the wet one

Gentlemen, I go for the ace
For being the color Red
Short, not very tall, gentlemen
But very well tied

This wet horse, gentlemen
Comes from very good pastures
If I lose this race, gentlemen
It will be because of the horseshoes

The Red horse, gentlemen
From the state of Durango
Which they call, gentlemen
The Huachinango horse

I repeat, I go for the ace
For being the color Red
Short, not very tall, gentlemen
But very well tied

Ramón Colorado said, gentlemen
In the middle of the starting line
Here I bring my bandana, gentlemen
To collect the money

A whip gave the start, gentlemen
That was what set them free
But upon reaching the finish line, gentlemen
The wet one always won

And the ace of gold is leaving
They won't see it again
Until the coming year, gentlemen
When they race it again