El Muchacho Y El Potro - Los Cadetes De Linares Übersetzung ins Englische

El Muchacho Y El Potro

Un estruendo terrible formaron
Al llegar al humilde lugar
Las espuelas de acero chirriaron
Ni los perros quisieron ladrar
La culata del rifle estrellaron
En la puerta del triste jacal

De un muchacho se perfila el rostro
Al abrir la puerta del jacal
"Lo que tengo nomás es mi potro
Pero no se lo pueden llevar
Ni tampoco lo cambio por otro
Solo muerto me lo han de quitar"

A empellones lo sacan al patio
Con la luna se mira brillar
El pelaje del noble caballo
Que la turba se viene a llevar
Se revuelve y se para de manos
Viendo a su amo que van a colgar

Por la rama más alta de un fresno
Una soga lograron pasar
El muchacho se mira sereno
Ni la muerte lo puede asustar
Solamente un milagro supremo
O su potro lo pueden salvar

Un silbido se escucha de pronto
Y el relincho del fiero animal
Convertido en el mero demonio
Se echa encima y empieza a patear
El muchacho saltando a su lomo
En sus barbas los pudo burlar

Se incorpora a la gente de Villa
Su valor se comienza a notar
Cada instante se juega la vida
No se cansa de tanto buscar
A los hombres que por pura envidia
Lo quisieron de un árbol colgar

The Boy and the Stallion

A terrible rumble they created,
Arriving at the humble place, my love.
Their steel spurs, they loudly grated,
Even the dogs refused to chase.
The rifle butt, they fiercely stated,
Against the door of the sad shack's base.

A young boy's face, it is related,
As he opens the shack's frail door, my dear.
"All I have is my beloved stallion,
But you can't take him, that much is clear.
I won't trade him for another, medallion,
Only dead will you take him from here."

They shove him out into the patio,
With the moon, you can see it gleam, my sweet.
The coat of the noble caballo,
Which the mob has come to reap.
He rears and stands on his manos,
Seeing his master they're about to keep.

From the highest branch of an ash tree,
A rope they managed to pass, my dear.
The boy appears so serene,
Not even death can bring him fear.
Only a supreme miracle, it would seem me,
Or his stallion can save him from here.

A whistle is heard all of a sudden,
And the neigh of the fierce animal.
Transformed into a pure demon,
He charges forth and starts to maul.
The boy leaping onto his back, then,
Right under their noses, gave them a squall.

He joins the ranks of Villa's men,
His courage begins to show, my love.
Every moment he risks his life again,
He never tires of the search thereof.
For the men who out of pure envy's ken,
Tried to hang him from a tree above.