Los Dos Alazanes
Ramón Ayala
The Two Stallions
They met
The two chestnuts
In the corner
From the park
From the people
His riders
As they were rivals
They launched
Looks of fire
Hidden
Lying on the grass
A little boy
I was shaking with fear
The outsider
I take out a coin
And she did it
Turn around
The air
If I leave
Alive
From the duel
I ask for Sun
Because he dies
The Carmen
The little boy
Flip
The currency
In this way
Saving
To his mother
But now
The worst was yet to come
Two rivals
They had to kill each other
The little boy
I adored the tutor
And at the same time
He respected his father
He was worried
Sinister
At the kiosk
A shadow
Of death
Relentless
They moved away
Both
Twenty steps
And the tutor
I was thinking about the child
To his father
I can't kill
The maybe
Over time
He will hate me
When about to
It was seen
What they took out
The hint
His gun
Sheathed
It was heard
Detonate
A shot
With the echo
From a scream
On the street
They neighed
Also
The horses
And a little boy
He was drowning
In his blood
I yelled at him
The outsider
Crying
My son
Because you crossed
He wanted
Save
At two
And that's why
His life
I was delivering
I covered him
His chest
The tutor
With the grimace
Of crying
On the face
While
A chestnut
It was carried away
To a rider
Void of the soul