Текст и перевод песни José Alfredo Jiménez - El Caballo Blanco - Remastered

El Caballo Blanco - Remastered

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 quitó las riendas
Le quitó la silla y se fue a puro pelo
Cruzó como rayo, tierras nayaritas
Entre cerros verdes y lo azul del cielo
A paso más lento, llegó hasta Escuinapa
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
Llegó hasta Hermosillo, siguió pa' Caborca
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 salió un domingo de Guadalajara

The White Horse - Remastered

This is the ballad of the white horse
That will start out on a happy Sunday
He was aiming to reach the North
Having left from Guadalajara
His noble rider took off his reins
He took off his saddle and went bareback
He ran like lightning, through Nayarit lands
Between green hills and the blue sky
At a slower pace, he arrived at Escuinapa
And in Culiacán, he was already starting to tire
They say that in Los Mochis he was about to fall
That his whole muzzle was bleeding
But he was seen passing through Sonora
And the Yaqui Valley gave him its tenderness
They say he was limping on his left leg
And despite it all, he continued his adventure
He arrived at Hermosillo, continued to Caborca
And in Mexicali he felt like he was dying
He climbed La Rumorosa step by step
Arriving in Tijuana with the light of day
His feat accomplished, he went to Rosarito
And he didn't want to rest until he saw Ensenada
And this was the ballad of the white horse
That left Guadalajara on a Sunday