Tromos (10 March 1976 – October 1982) was a British Thoroughbred racehorse and sire. In the autumn of 1978 he won the Clarence House Stakes by thirteen lengths and the Dewhurst Stakes by three. As a result of these performances he was rated the best two-year-old racehorse in Europe by both the independent Timeform organisation and the official International Classification. After being beaten in the Craven Stakes on his first run in 1979 he suffered from ill health and did not race again in Europe. He returned to racing as a four-year-old in the United States but was well beaten in both his races. Tromos was then retired to stud, but died only two years later.
Tromos was a "fine, big, rangy" flaxen chestnut colt with a broad white blaze and four white stockings bred by his owner George Cambanis. His dam Stilvi was bought by Cambanis as a yearling and became a top-class racehorse, winning the King George Stakes and Duke of York Stakes and an outstanding broodmare. Before Tromos, she had produced the Middle Park Stakes winner and went on to produce the Irish Derby winner Tyrnavos and the Coronation Stakes winner Tolmi.Tromos is a Greek word meaning "a trembling or quaking with fear". The colt was sent into training with Bruce Hobbs at his Palace House stables in Newmarket and was ridden in his British races by the lightweight jockey John "Kipper" Lynch.
He walked 300 miles
Just to bring me bread
His body like a sculpture
Almost decorated
and I’ll wake him as the dawn does
and we’ll break it on the bus
saying, “this was made for us, love”
In lovers communion for 500 miles
And in 500 miles will he break
Break me again?
In lovers communion for 500 miles
And in 500 miles will we brake
Even break
Step it up
Grab your phone
Get your suitcase
There is no time to waste
A big adventure awaits
Sad news, France suffered a late snow
The blooms break through the ice
In San Francisco
A guitar man finally confessed
He left that actress
Over the lakes with hearts touched by frost
We fought in the Land of the Midnight Sun
I lost myself
I lost myself
I walk 300 miles
Just to bring
To bring him bread
In love some gifts are simple
Others I underrated
So I’ll wake him as the dawn does
And we’ll face what any lovers must
Blueness pales within a flames lust
In lovers communion for 500 miles
And in 500 miles will he break
Break me again?
In lovers communion for 500 miles
And in 500 miles will he brake
Even break
will we brake
Even break
Brake
Even brake
Don’t slow down