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....