Текст и перевод песни Diego Herrera feat. Edwin Luna - Caballo Blanco

Caballo Blanco

Este es el corrido del caballo blanco
Que en un día domingo feliz arrancará
Iba con la mira de llegar al norte
Habiendo salido de Guadalajara

Su noble jinete, le quito la rienda
Le quito la silla y se fue a puro pelo
Cruzo como rayo, tierras Nayaritas
Entre cerros verdes, y lo azul del cielo

A paso mas lento, llego hasta Esquinapa
Y por Culiacán, ya se andaba quedando
Cuentan que en los Mochis, ya se iba cayendo
Que llevaba todo el hocico sangrando

Pero lo miraron pasar por Sonora
Y el valle del Yaqui le dio su ternura
Dicen que cojeaba, de la pata izquierda
Y a pesar de todo, siguió su aventura

Llego hasta Hermosillo, siguió pa′ Camorca
Y por Mexicali sintió que moría
Subió paso a paso, por la Rumorosa
Llegando a Tijuana, con la luz del día

Cumplida su hazaña, se fue a Rosarito
Y no quiso echarse hasta ver Ensenada
Y este fue el corrido del Caballo Blanco
Que salio un domingo de Guadalajara

White Horse

This is the ballad of the white horse
Which on a happy Sunday will take off
He was aiming to reach the north
Having left Guadalajara

His noble rider, took off his bridle
He took off the saddle and went bareback
He crossed like lightning, the lands of Nayarit
Amidst green hills, and the blue of the sky

At a slower pace, he arrived in Esquinapa
And he was already getting tired by Culiacán
They say that in Los Mochis, he was about to fall
That his entire snout was bleeding

But he was seen passing through Sonora
And the Yaqui valley gave him its tenderness
They say that he was limping, from his left leg
And despite everything, he continued his adventure

He arrived in Hermosillo, continued to Camorca
And by Mexicali he felt that he was dying
He climbed step by step, through the Rumorosa
Arriving in Tijuana, with the light of day

His feat accomplished, he went to Rosarito
And he did not want to lie down until he saw Ensenada
And this was the ballad of the White Horse
Which left Guadalajara on a Sunday