Se Mamo El Becerro
Sergio Vega
The Calf Got Drunk
He rode on his cuacu
His dog accompanied him,
He raised the bottle
He remembered that in his confinement
He was informed that at his house
There was almost a burial almost daily
He just kept thinking and thinking
He couldn't explain the matter
He took another drink
Returned to the same point
How come there were so many burials
If there wasn't even one deceased
Urging on his horse
With iron spurs
He was arriving at the corral
That was at the foot of the hill
He couldn't milk the cow
Because the calf got drunk
Almost arriving at his ranch
Macario took a swig
He opened the back door
He turned green as hell
His buddy was upstairs
His wife was downstairs
With a knife in hand
He felt his blood boiling
He cut off both of the guy's ears
Took away the dog's hunger
And told his wife
It's all yours and your buddy
Cursing his wife
Macario went to the hill
Cursing his buddy
The one who cuckolded him
He knew that of friends
The best one is always the dog...
