The Lost Charro

[Verse 1]
Godmother, when I die
Make of my clay a jar
And when you are thirsty, drink from it
And if you feel a shadow
A shadow touching your lips
It's the kisses of your charro

[Verse 2]
Pull the leather strip from your hair
And your black tresses fall upon
The dark skin of your shoulders
Your dress embroidered with gold
Moved like a choir of young girls
Scarcely touching the ground

[Chorus]
My rope winds as the smoke rises
Burning the horn of my saddle
My rope winds as the evening sun sets
And we bring in the cattle

[Verse 3]
The traditions of the charro
Are the same eternally
No matter how much the horse changes
No matter how much the horseman may want
Cola is always the cola
The terna, the terna, pial, pial

[Chorus]
My rope winds as the smoke rises
Burning the horn of my saddle
My rope winds as the evening sun sets
And we bring in the cattle

[Verse 4]
For two seasons, I've picked the lettuce in Salinas
The prunes in Santa Clara
The oranges from the Ontario trees
I've traded in my leather
For the denim of my campesinos
Godmother, I'll return home soon, you'll see
And tonight in my dreams

[Chorus]
My rope winds as smoke rises
Burning the horn of my saddle
My rope winds as the evening sun sets
And we bring in the cattle

[Verse 1]
Godmother, when I die
Make of my clay a jar
And when you are thirsty, drink from it

[Outro]
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