Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song El Cantador, artist - ANTONIO AGUILAR.
Date of issue: 04.10.2018
Song language: Spanish
El Cantador(original) |
Nació bajo de una higuera |
Su madre fue yegua fina |
Le llamaban La Catrina |
A el potrillo «El Cantador.» |
Era un potro con más brío |
Que otro caballo cualquiera |
Y como yo lo hice mío |
Resultó muy corredor |
Era lindo mi caballo |
Era mi amigo más fiél |
Ligerito como el rayo |
Era de muy buena ley |
Cuando era de falsa rienda |
Daba ventaja a su madre |
Muy pronto dejó a su padre |
Con dos cuerpos le ganó |
Era de pelo retinto |
Rosalbo como un lucero |
Muy fachoso mitotero |
Y lindo de corazón |
Era lindo mi caballo… |
Nació bajo una higuera |
Y en el potrero quedó |
Qué lástima que muriera |
Mi compañero mejor |
Por éso cuando el sol muere |
Y la luna va a salir |
Me voy hasta aquél potrero |
Mis recuerdos a vivir |
Era lindo mi caballo… |
(translation) |
He was born under a fig tree |
His mother was a fine mare |
They called her La Catrina |
To the colt “El Cantador.” |
He was a colt with more verve |
than any other horse |
And how I made it mine |
He turned out to be a very runner |
He was cute my horse |
He was my most faithful friend |
light as lightning |
He was of very good law |
When he was of false rein |
He gave advantage to his mother |
Very soon he left his father |
With two bodies he won |
He was dark-haired |
Rosalbo as a star |
very fachoso mitotero |
and cute at heart |
My horse was cute... |
He was born under a fig tree |
And in the paddock it remained |
what a pity that he died |
my best partner |
That's why when the sun dies |
And the moon is going to rise |
I'm going to that paddock |
my memories to live |
My horse was cute... |