El Hijo Desobediente - ANTONIO AGUILAR

Un domingo estando errando

Se encontraron dos mancebos

Hechando mano a sus fierros

Como queriendo pelear

Cuando se estaban peleando

Pues llego su padre de uno

«Hijo de mi corazon

Ya no pelies con ninguno»

Quitese de aqui mi padre

Que estoy mas bravo

Que un leon no valla, a sacar la espada

Y le atraviese el corazon

«hijo de mi corazon

Por lo que acabas, de hablar antes

De que salga el sol

La vida le han de quitar»

Lo que le encargo a mi padre

Que no me entierre en sagrado

Que me entierre en tierra bruta

En donde me trille el ganado

Con una mano de fuera

Y un papel sobre dorado

Con un letrero que diga

Felipe fue desgraciado

Bajaron al toro prieto

Que nunca lo habian bajado

Pero ahora si ya bajo

Revuelto con el ganado

De tres caballos que tengo

Ahi se los dejo a los pobres

Para que si quiera digan

Felipe dios te perdone

A Sunday being wandering

Two young men were found

Making hands on their irons

like wanting to fight

when they were fighting

Well, his father came from one

«Son of my heart

Don't fight with anyone anymore»

Get out of here my father

that I am more brave

That a lion does not fence, to draw the sword

And it crosses his heart

«son of my heart

For what you just, to speak before

for the sun to rise

Life must be taken from him»

What I entrust to my father

Don't bury me in sacred

Bury me in raw dirt

Where the cattle thresh me

with an outside hand

And a gold envelope paper

With a sign that says

Philip was miserable

They lowered the toro prieto

That they had never lowered it

But now I'm already low

scrambled with cattle

Of three horses that I have

There I leave them to the poor

So that they even say

Philip god forgive you