Carrera de la Barranca - Joan Sebastian

Hay carreras clandestinas, carreras, carreras de la barranca

Entre barañas y espinas, allá lleve a mi potranca

Prieta como a mi me gusta, para sobarles el anca

Mirando a un potro y al dueño, le dije hagamos un trato

Le juego mi «Bailarina», contra su potro «El Retrato»

Cuantos caballos perdidos, y aquí la historia relato

Tal parecía que el potro, había escuchado la apuesta

Relinchaba y relinchaba, era su pecho una fiesta

En honor de mi potranca, que también estaba puesta

Además de la carrera, también corrió el nuevo peso

Esta vida es muy cortita, hay que gozarla y por eso

Hubo mariachis y banda, mi corredor era «El Hueso»

El potro en el partidero, se mostraba muy inquieto

«La Bailarina» tranquila, como consciente del reto

Relinchando le decía, vas a perder por coqueto

Se oyó un disparo de súper, súper carrera jugaron

Lo cierto es que aquel «Retrato», hasta mi rancho llevaron

El potro y «La Bailarina», enamorados quedaron

There are underground races, races, canyon races

Between bushes and thorns, I took my filly there

Prieta the way I like it, to rub their haunches

Looking at a colt and the owner, I said let's make a deal

I play my «Dancer» against his colt «The Portrait»

How many lost horses, and here is the story

It seemed that the colt had heard the bet

He neighed and neighed, his chest was a party

In honor of my filly, who was also on

In addition to the race, he also ran the new weight

This life is very short, you have to enjoy it and that's why

There were mariachis and a band, my runner was "El Hueso"

The colt in the ring was very restless

"The Dancer" calm, as if aware of the challenge

Neighing, I told him, you're going to lose because you're flirty

They heard a super shot, super race they played

The truth is that that «Portrait», even my ranch took

The colt and "The Dancer", fell in love