El cuatrero traducción al Inglés

A cute picture
They changed color
Won a lot of races
A un cuaco de linda estampa
I won of all
He was the king of the region

That rustler was the master
He was the one who taught it to win
More the horse was noble
And he also changed it
And for the love of children
And for the love of children

And for the love of children
We are flying, you know where you are
Now my dark do not stay behind
And I have to buy your painted

With a death wound my horse died
With a death wound my horse died
Here you end up prietito
With my good aim
I with the cry in my eyes kneeling pleading
I told him do not be ungrateful, you do not want to kill him
If you want I give you my life
Take me to my front

Bad face when seeing my eyes
No more stood looking
I think it came to the soul
And he did not want to kill him
And that noble horse
With time he was healing
And in my meadows and mountains
With me he is neighing
Don Lázaro bad face ended by giving it to me

And for the love of children
We are flying, you know where you are
Now my dark do not stay behind
With Mariana you have to take me