THE MATADOR (TOURADAS EM MADRID) [Marcha De João de Barro, Alberto Ribeiro, R. Gilbert e B. Russel Acompanhamento de Vic Shoen e Sua Orquestra Com The Andrew Sisters Gravado em Los Angeles em 29 de novembro de 1947 Disco 24.479 Matriz L 4.589]
When the brighten look of the matador She faced the matador and saw the ring
Pararatim bum bum bum, pararatim bum bum bum
Dressed in a new vermillion cape and traditional regalia
He hadn't let a bull escape So the bull was facing falia
He moved at an angle and they two began old tango As the crowd let out of roar Until the day no one had seen the matador
Pararatim bum bum bum, pararatim bum bum bum
They had come and gone in Mexico
Pararatim bum bum bum, pararatim bum bum bum
They were worrying bull sitting in the ring Alone and wondering:
Where did he go?
Pararatim bum bum bum, pararatim bum bum bum
He must've hidden in mighty heart So he flew from the arena Maybe he fell in someone's yard Down in Southern Pasadena The bull was full of ego But I'm telling you amigo You'll be pruding more and more Until the day he finds a missing matador