Текст и перевод песни Lalo Mora - Mi Caballo Pobre

Mi Caballo Pobre

Mi caballo pobre al igual que su dueño
Inquieto esperaba que salieras tu
Tu vestido limpio y mi ropa empolvada
Hacían un contraste muy poco común

A mis 20 años tu tenias 15
Sabia que me dabas el mas puro amor
Tu eras una virgen y yo un pobre diablo
Que pasaba el día en aquella labor

ásperas mis manos y tu piel tan fina
En mis brazos fuertes te pude dormir
Como he de olvidar de tus besos de niña
Los que yo tenia nomas para mi

Chuiquito
¿Donde esta la vida mía?

Pero el tiempo pasa y la gente cambia
Vino un perfumado y me robo tu amor
Aventaste al suelo mi amor tan honrado
Porque te encontraste un partido mejor

Sentí mi pobreza y mire mi caballo
Su montura vieja y sus ojos cansados
Decidí marcharme y deje mi tierra
Jinete y caballo nos fuimos llorando

Ásperas mis manos y tu piel tan fina
En mis brazos fuertes te pude dormir
Como e de olvidar de tus besos de niña
Los que yo tenía nomas para mi

My Poor Horse

My horse is poor, just like his master,
Restless, waiting for you to come out,
Your clean dress and my dusty clothes
Made a very unusual contrast.

When I was 20, you were 15,
I knew that you gave me the purest love,
You were a virgin and I was a poor devil,
Who spent his days in that labor.

My hands were rough and your skin so fine,
In my strong arms, I could put you to sleep,
How can I forget your kisses like a girl,
The ones I had only for me?

Darling,
Where is my life?

But time passes and people change,
A perfumed man came and stole your love,
You threw my honest love to the ground,
Because you found a better match.

I felt my poverty and looked at my horse,
His old saddle and his tired eyes,
I decided to leave and left my land,
Rider and horse, we left crying.

My hands were rough and your skin so fine,
In my strong arms, I could put you to sleep,
How can I forget your kisses like a girl,
The ones I had only for me?