The White Horse

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Goodbye my dear Spain,

I carry you nailed within my soul,...

although I am an emigrant never in life can I forget you.

One day, on leaving Spain, I turned back my face, crying,...

because I was leaving behind what I loved the most.

Carrying as a companion my Virgin of San Gil,...

a memory and a pain, and a Rosary of ivory.

Goodbye my dear Spain, I carry you nailed within my soul,...

Although I am an emigrant, never in life can I forget you.

With my homeland and my girlfriend and my Virgin of San Gil...

and my Rosary of beads, I just want to die.

Die!

Hands up!

Fast, get off!

If you obey and behave well, maybe we'll let you liver.

You, unload the luggage and careful with your hands.

Take care of them.

Where could my child be? But where will have gone, my God of my soul? Where will he be?

What's your problem, friend?

Nothing, man, nothing, I can't find the kid.

A kid of pure gold that I'm escorting in my custody, you know?

A gold kid, eh? And custody?

You frisk him and take care of it.

I'm ticklish!

No, man, what I've lost is a small boy, a child, that's all.

Now we'll start looking for him and hunt him down like a rabbit.

Listen, don't hurt him, for God's sake, the poor thing!

~ Will you shut up, shut up!

~ Yes, sir.

You, down with those suitcases!

I'm out of my mind missing the dearest I loved,...

passionate for a woman.

I can only abate my pain by drinking heavily.

And if you did it out of malice...

or to make me suffer,...

then you'll see me surrounded by flowers, and new lovers who will love me well.

Don't move!

What's your problem, kid?

I haven't done anything, sir.

Don't try to tell me you're out for a quiet stroll at this time of night.

No, sir. I've just come from Spain. I was walking by...

Just walked here from Spain? Sure! You think I'm a halfwit?

What, isn't Spain on the other side of the sea?

I mean I came by walking from the ship.

Walking...

What's your name?

I'm Joselito.

My parents died in an accident more than a year ago.

I was the only one of my family left in Spain.

I mean, except Flix, who was our steward.

My grandmother ordered him to bring me over here,...

but the war made it difficult.

And what about your grandmother, and that Flix?

As for Flix, bandits nabbed him when we were going to Ocotln, which is the town where my grandmother lives.

And they let you go because of your pretty face?

They didn't let me go, I escaped - that's different.

They were forty-one with their chief, like in Ali Baba.

And they tried to... "skitsh"?

Not "skitch", he wanted to hunt me down like a rabbit.

But no, I already had them do with the seven children of cija...

and the same as Lus Candelas in the Sierra Morena,...

but I still got away despite all the shooting.

Oh, man, enough! How strange, hey, since there's nothing here.

Sure, but suppose this was pretty far away?

I had to crawl through the jungle and ford a river where I had to fight a snake.

Wow, that snake! It was a goods train! It took an hour to pass by!

Then I heard a guitar and a good singer,...

and I said to myself: "Hey, Jos, there's someone singing, and where people are singing, life is good.

"And if there are good people, there may be food for you, since you're hungry. "

~ So are you good people?

~ Eh?

I'm asking whether you're good people, or just hungry.

~ Well, I'm good people, but...

~ Ah, then you should know how to sing.

I know a little, indeed.

~ Here, have a go.

~ Eh?

I'm a guy who likes to eat with music. Sit there.

Sing a song, go on.

Oh!

Oh! Through the mountains I sing alone.

Through the mountains I sing alone...

because if I cry out my sorrows I get scared of being so alone,...

because if I cry out my sorrows I get scared of being so alone.

Oh, little star of mine!

When I die I don't want to be so alone.

I want to be... oh!... by your side.

Give me a bit!

Go on, apply your teeth, you've earned it!

What a party this boy this!

My grandmother has many gold mines,...

and if you take me to her I assure you she'll give you at least one all for yourself.

Then what?

Look, these are her mines' gold coins.

She sent them for my birthday...

and a mountain of them were in the bags the bandits took.

Show me...

Oh, Chihuahua, this really is gold, hey!

Well, to sleep. You stay here, boy.

Get some sleep because tomorrow we have to get up early.

Until tomorrow, Mr. Don...

Don't call me mister, my name is Antonio Cueto, to serve God and those who love me.

And now go to sleep, such a talkative boy, this!

Mines of gold, gold hills! Train-length vipers...! Such a boy, such a lying boy!

My gun! Where's my gun? Was it you, Rebelde?

I already told you not to keep waking me up like that, one of these days you'll give me a fit.

Joselito. Joselito! Joselito, wake up!

~ Eh? ~ Have you seen

my gun? ~ What gun?

I wish I'd find my gun, man!

Joselito! What happened, boy, are you hurt?

No, it just scared me.

Just look, liar boy! What if you'd killed yourself?

Serves me right, for playing the nanny.

And look at my guitar!

Yapping boy...! Come on, pack up and kill the fire!

Come here, Rebelde.

Such a boy! When you sleep with children...

What beautiful eyes you have under these two eyebrows, under these two eyebrows,...

What beautiful eyes you have!

You know that song?

~ I know one just like it!

~ Ah, then sing it.

What beautiful eyes you have under these two eyebrows,...

under these two eyebrows, what beautiful eyes you have!

They want to look at me but you do not let them,...

you don't even let them blink.

Amusing Malaga girl!

I'd like to be kissing your lips...

Amusing Malaga girl, and I tell you, beautiful girl:...

you're pretty and magical, you're pretty and magical, just like the innocence of a rose.

If you despise me for my poverty then you've got good reason,...

I give you good reason, to despise me for being poor.

I you offer no wealth, I offer you my heart.

I offer you my heart along with my poverty.

Amusing Malaga girl!

I'd like to be kissing your lips...

amusing Malaga girl! And tell you, beautiful girl:...

you're pretty and magical, you're pretty and magical, just like the innocence of a rose...

as the purity... of a rose.

How about a cow's milk and a tequila from Jalisco?

How do you want your milk in a glass or bottle?

~ Hey, my friend...

~ What's happening, Antonio? We've been getting hands like feet.

Don't eat yourself up with worry, Luciano, I'll get some centavos out of this with luck.

Let's bet big money!

What's been happening, guys?

Nothing, just waiting for you.

What's going on?

Hey, Antonio, these men, I don't like them, they're very ugly.

Hey, we're not going to marry them,...

and their money has a pretty face!

Look, Antonio, I know about many men who have ruined themselves by gambling.

How about you don't play and you save the little money you have left?

I'm getting tired of babysitting.

~ Come play!

~ Come here.

It sounds to me like you didn't bring money enough to cover your bets.

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