Текст и перевод песни Los Cadetes De Linares - El Bayo Cara Blanca

El Bayo Cara Blanca

Pepito tenía un caballo
Que nomás él lo montaba
Era un bayo cara blanca
De siete cuartas de alzada
Ay, qué rechulo animal
Nomás hablar le faltaba

José quería aquel caballo
Como a su Dios lo adoraba
Todos los días muy temprano
Lo bañaba y lo ensillaba
Y el bayo de puro gusto
Se paraba y relinchaba

De La Arena hasta Terán
Jamás perdió una carrera
Ay, qué rechulo animal
Corría como una fiera
Del Porvenir a San Juan
Dejó gente en la miseria

Pero el destino es muy cruel
Y no hay quien se le resista
Y quiso que aquel corcel
Un día perdiera la vista
Ya nunca volvió a correr
Ni en el llano ni en la pista

Pa quitarlo de sufrir
José le dio tres balazos
Así le tocó morir
A aquel que en vida era un rayo
De la historia este es el fin
De Pepito y su caballo

The White-Faced Bay

Pepito had a horse, my love,
That only he would ride.
A white-faced bay he was,
Seven quarters high, my pride.
Oh, what a handsome beast,
All he lacked was speech, indeed.

José loved that horse so much,
He worshipped him like his God above.
Every day, so early,
He'd bathe and saddle him with love.
And the bay, out of pure delight,
Would stand and whinny, shining bright.

From La Arena to Terán,
He never lost a single race.
Oh, what a handsome beast,
He ran like a wild embrace.
From Porvenir to San Juan,
He left folks broke, every one.

But destiny, my dear, is cruel,
And no one can resist its sway.
It willed that this fine steed,
One day should lose his sight, they say.
He never ran again, you see,
Not on the plains, nor on the track, sadly.

To end his suffering, my sweet,
José gave him three fatal shots.
Thus it was his fate to die,
The one who in life was lightning hot.
This is the end of the story, dear,
Of Pepito and his horse, I fear.