El Cuatrero

Vicente Fernández
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A un cuaco de linda estampa

To a beautiful steed

Le cambiaron de color

They changed its color

Ganó un monton de carreras

It won a bunch of races

Corriendo el era un primor ganaba de todas todas

Running, it was a beauty, winning all

Era el rey de la región

He was the king of the region


Aquel cuatrero era el amo

That horse thief was the master

Fue el que lo enseño a ganar

He was the one who taught him to win

Más el caballo era noble

But the horse was noble

Y el también lo hizo cambiar

And he also made it change

Y por amor a los niños los dos habrian de triunfar

And for the love of children, both would triumph


Lindo mi cuaco mi prieto satanas

Beautiful my horse, my dark Satan

Vamos volando tu sabes donde estas

Let's fly, you know where you are

Ahora mi prieto no te quedes atrás

Now, my dark one, don't stay behind

Y a tu pintada te tengo que comprar

And your painted one, I have to buy


Con una herida de muerte

With a mortal wound

Mi caballo se moria

My horse was dying

Don Lazaro mala cara eso era lo que quería

Don Lazaro, a bad face, that's what he wanted

Aquí te acabas prietito

Here you end, dark one

Con mi buena punteria

With my good aim

Yo con el llanto en mis ojos le podrilla suplicarle

I, with tears in my eyes, begged him

Le dije no seas ingrato nada ganas con matarle

I said, "Don't be ungrateful, you gain nothing by killing him"

Si quieres te doy mi vida

If you want, I give you my life

Llevame a mi por delante

Take me instead


Mala cara al ver mis ojos

With a bad face seeing my eyes

Nomas se quedo mirando

He just kept staring

Yo creo que le llego

I think it reached

Al alma y ya no quiso matarlo

His soul, and he didn't want to kill him anymore

Y aquel caballo tan noble

And that noble horse

Con el tiempo fue sando

With time, it healed

Y en mis praderas y montes conmigo anda relinchando

And in my meadows and hills, it roams neighing with me

Don Lazaro malacara termino por regalarmelo

Don Lazaro Malacara ended up giving it to me


Lindo mi cuaco mi prieto satanas

Beautiful my horse, my dark Satan

Vamos volando tu sabes donde estas

Let's fly, you know where you are

Ahora mi prieto no te quedes atrás

Now, my dark one, don't stay behind

Con la mariana me tienes que llevar

With Mariana, you have to take me

Moderated by Isabel Ruiz
Quito, Ecuador September 9, 2024
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