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Potro Amarrao

Ese caballo no puede ir muy lejos
Porque lo tienen de un palo amarra′o
No tiene cuerda pa' irse pa′l otro la'o
Y donde vive del buen pasto ya no queda.

Eso le pasa a un amigo que yo tengo
Que lo tienen en su casa domina'o
Y si quiere aventurar pa′l otro cerco
Se da cuenta que es un potro acorrala′o.

No cabalga ni relincha en la llanura
Su paso fino es exclusivo de un lugar
Y poco a poco envejecido de amargura
Porque ha perdido sin querer la libertad.

Tan buen caballo, tan buen amigo
Yo soy testigo, de su tristeza
Es que el egoísmo, lleva al abismo
No hay equilibrio, ya no hay firmeza.

Y, ya no se escucha su patá, patá, patá
Ya no se escuchá su patatatatá
Y, ya no se escucha su patá, patá, patá
Ya no se escuchá su patatatatá

Ya no se escucha su patá, patá, patá
Ya no se escuchá su patatatatá

Ya no se escucha, ya no se escucha su paso bonito
Ya no se escucha trotar.

No tiene estribo, no le dan brida
Y ya no trota, por los caminos.

Es que su paso está restringido
Solo adentro del corral.

Caballo viejo se vende lejos, pero éste
No conoce ese refrán.

(Ya no se escucha el patapa, patapa)
Patapatapá!

Ese es un potro amarra'o

A él le pasa como a mi amigo que lo tienen domina′o

Y ya no corre ni galopa, está doma'o

Tiene la gringola puesta, no puede mirar pa′l la'o

Eh, y no camina y no...
Eh, y no camina y no...
Eh, y no camina y no...
Está chava′o

¡Si le dan la libertad no se mueve del cerca'o!

Tying Up the Colt

That horse won't go far
Because they have it tied to a post
It has no rope to get to the other side
And where it lives, there's no more good grass.

That's what happens to a friend of mine
They keep him dominated at home
And if he wants to venture to the other fence
He realizes that he's a penned-in colt.

He doesn't ride or neigh on the plains
His elegant stride is exclusive to one place
And little by little, he grows old with bitterness
Because he has lost his freedom involuntarily.

Such a good horse, such a good friend
I am a witness to his sadness
It's that selfishness leads to the abyss
There is no balance, there is no more firmness.

And, his hoofbeat is no longer heard, thump, thump, thump
His thundering hooves are no longer heard
And, his hoofbeat is no longer heard, thump, thump, thump
His thundering hooves are no longer heard

His hoofbeat is no longer heard, thump, thump, thump
His thundering hooves are no longer heard

His beautiful stride can no longer be heard
His trotting feet no longer thunder.

He has no stirrups, they don't give him a bridle
And he no longer trots on the roads.

Because his path is restricted
Only inside the corral.

An old horse is sold far away, but this one
Doesn't know that saying.

(His hooves are no longer heard, thump, thump)
Thump thump thump!

That's a tied-up colt

It happens to him like to my friend they dominate

And he no longer runs or gallops, he's tamed

He has his blinders on, he can't look to the side

Hey, and he doesn't walk and...
Hey, and he doesn't walk and...
Hey, and he doesn't walk and...
He's busted

If they give him freedom, he won't move from the fence!