Caballo de Batalla [English translation]

Somebody walking on my track

is repeating what I do

and that's not right my friend

each one writes its path and song

Is not that I'm disturbed to be followed

because after all, who am I?

a worn horse who defends

his bolt, his path, his mare and his voice.

Horse that comes close to my mare

why you come kicking

why you call her attention

you consider me old and weary

teasing in your gallop

this poor heart.

You'll be able in a not far future

to court my white mare

when you know I'm not around.

Because if you're young you're not wise

and one must give time to time

and learn the lesson.

Because if you're young I'm fierce

little horse who gallops

to be a conqueror.

The one who sreams a lot is not stronger

Running just because is neither good

Because one has to reach having wine

Is not the way but the walking

And I finish my advices

For whoever wants to remember

The future is in the unripe fruit

As long as it has time to ripen.

Oh! Battle horse

• Artist:Juan Pardo
• Album:Caballo de Batalla