Stewball [English translation]

His name was Stewball

He was a white horse

He was my idol

And me, I was ten

Poor dad

To buy this thoroughbread

He used even his last cent

He had in mind

To make it a great champion

To take care of our debts

And to pay the home

And believing in his luck

One fine Sunday he put Stewball to work

At the grand prix in St. Paul

I know, my father said

That Steweball is going to win

But, at the river's bend

Stewball fell

When the veterinarian

With one shot, put him down

I saw my father cry

For the first time

His name was Stewball

He was a white horse

He was my idol

And me, I was ten