El Potro Lobo Gateado (La Yegua Colorada) - ANTONIO AGUILAR

En una manada vi

Un potro que me gustó

Me fui con el hacendado

Señor traigo una tratada

Quiero que me de un caballo

Por mi yegua colorada

¿Qué caballo es el que quieres?

Pa' que podamos tratar

Un potro lobo-gateado

Que ayer vi en el corral

Que charros y caporales

No lo han podido amansar

Yo lo vi entre diez caballos

El cual era el más bonito

Si por duro lo dejaron

Lo duro yo se lo quito

Si lo compro lo verán

Dirigiéndose solito

Te doy mil quinientos pesos

Y el potro te lo regalo

No lo quiero por regego

Pensaba meterlo al carro

Que a charros y a caporales

A todos los ha tumbado

Luego que ya se hizo de él

El charro le hechó la hablada

Ahora juega mi caballo

Con su yegua colorada

Nomás me da un ribetito

Está dura la jugada

Le contestó el hacendado

No digas que tengo miedo

Vámonos a la oficina

A depositar el dinero

La carrera la dejamos

Para el día 2 de febrero

Se llegó el dichoso día

De la carrera afamada

Volaban pesos tronchados

A la yegua colorada

Y al potro lobo-gateado

Ni quien le apostara nada

Se arrancaron los caballos

Y el caballo no se vio

Se cubrió de polvareda

Que caballo tan violento

Nomás alas le faltaron

Para volar por el viento

Ya con esta me despido

Dispensen lo mal trovado

Aquí da fin el corrido

De un charro y un hacendado

De la yegua colorada

Y el potro lobo-gateado

In a herd I saw

A foal that I liked

I went with the rancher

Lord I bring a treaty

I want you to give me a horse

For my red mare

Which horse is the one you want?

So that we can treat

A wolf-crawling foal

That yesterday I saw in the corral

What charros and caporales

They have not been able to tame him

I saw him between ten horses

which was the prettiest

If they left it because it was hard

I take it off

If I buy it they will see it

heading alone

I give you one thousand five hundred pesos

And I give you the colt

I do not want it by regego

I was thinking of putting it in the car

Than charros and caporales

He has knocked them all down

After he was done with it

The charro made the talk

Now play my horse

With his red mare

He just gives me a little rib

The play is hard

The rancher answered

don't say i'm scared

let's go to the office

to deposit the money

We leave the race

For the 2nd of February

the happy day has arrived

of the famous race

They flew chopped pesos

To the red mare

And the wolf-crawling foal

Nor who would bet him anything

the horses were pulled

And the horse was not seen

He was covered in dust

what a violent horse

Only wings were missing

To fly through the wind

With this I say goodbye

Dispense the bad trovado

Here the corrido ends

Of a charro and a landowner

of the red mare

And the wolf-crawling foal