El Toreador · letra

He was nobly born And a Spanish bull's horn Had left one scar on his handsome face
He stood like a prince And he had ever since He had grandly walked into the place
Though the girls of Madrid Tonight were forbid For tomorrow he must fight once more
Before he left the ball He would dance with them all 'Cause he was El Toreador
The day of the feast Was just a light in the east When he left Maria's warm bed
Her dark eyes said "more" But he walked thru the door Shaking cobwebs of dreams from his head
And later that day As he knelt to pray He said God grant me this nothing more
If it is the way And I must die today Let me die like a Toreador
The Plaza del Toros Shook from the roar As the band played the Toreador's theme
Alarmed by the sound The bull paws the ground As the Toreador enters the ring
Up and down, Round and round On and on, all alone
The shouts of olé In the heat of the day Rushed the hot blood to his Spanish heart
And the crowd held their breath As he flirted with death And the bull fighter's sword found it's mark
And trying to hide The wound in his side He walked from the ring standing tall
And a crowd gathered round As he fell to the ground A priest held his hand Where he lay in the sand And he was heard to say A brave bull died today But he died like a Toreador