My friend Bronco died
He went to see what's beyond
he always was the most daring horse, the toughest one
His ankles broke
I had to put him down
while I talked to him very slowly
that we were going to meet again
To level the path again.
To ride until flying
my friend is gone to make me
a place in the afterlife
He's gone, wild horse who never
allowed the train to pass
but someday he had to lose
he had legs made of gold and paper
My best of all my friends
the toughest one is already gone
but he is reborn into a colt
who looks just as black, strong and tough as him