Pepito y Su Caballo Los Cadetes de Linares (English Translation) Lyrics

Pepito had a horse
That only he rode
It was a white-faced horse
With a height of seven hands
Oh, what a beautiful animal
He only needed to talk

Jose wanted that horse
He adored it like his God
Every day very early
He bathed and saddled it
And the horse, out of pure pleasure
Would stand up and neigh

From the arena to Teran
He never lost a race
What a beautiful animal
He ran like a beast
From the future to San Juan
He left people in misery

But destiny is very cruel
And no one can resist it
And it was destined that the horse
One day would lose its sight
He never ran again
Neither on the plain nor on the track

To end his suffering
Jose shot him three times
That’s how he had to die
The one who was once a lightning in life
This is the end
Of Pepito and his horse