Aye, Torero, she is here.
Aye, matador.
I feel her eyes.
They are wide with excitement and fear.
I feel her heart for it cries when the horns are too near.
I will bold, brave, and swift will I be and I will be numero uno, torero fino. She’ll dream tonight of me.

Ole, ole, ole! (Husted!)
Viva el matador!
Ole, ole, ole! (Venga!)
Viva el matador!

Aye, Torero, she is here.
Aye, matador.
I see her smile and I see there the reason she came.
Toro, come closer.
Come here and I’ll whisper her name.
You may be brave and as bold as you’re black, but I will be numero uno, torero fino, toro come back.

Ole, ole, ole! (Husted!)
Viva el matador!
Ole, ole, ole! (Venga!)
Viva el matador!

Toro, aqui. Closer, closer, closer.

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