Paroles et traduction Bronco - El Carretón De Bronco

El Carretón De Bronco

Ensille a mi potro bronco
En mi viejo carreton
Y cargue con mi tambora
Lo unico que tengo yo

Invite a mi amigo lupe
Con su bajo y con su voz
Y nos fuimos por el monte
Entonando esta cancion

Corre que corre mi caballito
Trota que trota sin descansar
Va recoriendo la veredita
Que a alguna parte nos va a llevar

Corre que corre mi caballito
Trota que trota sin descansar
Va mi potrillo jalando alegre
Que a alguna parte nos va a llevar

Caminando por el monte
En mi viejo carreton
Encontramos a javier
Con guitarra y bigoton

Le pedimos que trepara
En el viejo carreton
Y seguimos el camino
Entonando esta cancion

Corre que corre mi caballito
Trota que trota sin descansar
Va recoriendo la veredita
Que a alguna parte nos va a llevar

Corre que corre mi caballito
Trota que trota sin descansar
Va mi potrillo jalando alegre
Que a alguna parte nos va a llevar

Al otro lado del monte
Se escuchaba un acordeon
Es ramiro que tocaba
Y al mirarnos se acerco

Le dijimos que se uniera
Aqui al viejo carreton
Y seguimos el camino
Entonando esta cancion

Corre que corre mi caballito
Trota que trota sin descansar
Va recoriendo la veredita
Que a alguna parte nos va a llevar

Corre que corre mi caballito
Trota que trota sin descansar
Va mi potrillo jalando alegre
Que a alguna parte nos va a llevar

El Carretón De Bronco

Saddle up my bronco steed
On my old wagon
And load up my drum
The only thing I own

I invited my friend Lupe
With his bass and his voice
And we went through the mountains
Singing this song

Run, run, run, my little horse
Trot, trot, trot, without stopping
He runs along the path
That will take us somewhere

Run, run, run, my little horse
Trot, trot, trot, without stopping
My little horse pulls happily
That will take us somewhere

Walking through the mountains
On my old wagon
We found Javier
With a guitar and a mustache

We asked him to climb up
On the old wagon
And we continued on our way
Singing this song

Run, run, run, my little horse
Trot, trot, trot, without stopping
He runs along the path
That will take us somewhere

Run, run, run, my little horse
Trot, trot, trot, without stopping
My little horse pulls happily
That will take us somewhere

On the other side of the mountains
You could hear an accordion
It was Ramiro playing
And when he saw us, he came over

We told him to join us
Here on the old wagon
And we continued on our way
Singing this song

Run, run, run, my little horse
Trot, trot, trot, without stopping
He runs along the path
That will take us somewhere

Run, run, run, my little horse
Trot, trot, trot, without stopping
My little horse pulls happily
That will take us somewhere