There's a legend of a famous matador Who went to meet El Toro Though he fought as he had never done before He could not beat, El Toro
The bull El Toro, brought him defeat and pain And to his sorrow, the matador knew shame
They said time would never heal the many scars Brought by the great, El Toro And the bitterness that burned deep in his heart Caused him to hate, El Toro
The bull El Toro, brought him defeat and pain And to his sorrow, the matador knew shame
So one night, when no-one was on sight The matador, went to finish the score In the lonely fields, beneath the pale moonlight He fought the bull...and they fought once more
When they found the matador and saw him dying He'd never see tomorrow Now they say that on the spot where he was lying Still walks the proud El Toro
The bull El Toro, brought him defeat and pain And to his sorrow, the matador knew shame....