The road

Along the broken road
That runs along the huasteca range
A horseman is heard singing
Mounted on a dark mare

Accompanied by the trot
Of his restless mount
Breaking into high falsetto
The rider joyfully sings

I've come from far away to see you
To get what I long for
Even if it will cost my life

Like that the dust in the road
Surrounds horse and rider
Until they both disappear
In the thick forest

Later, all that is heard
Is the huasteco's falsetto
Ringing back from the distant trail