It was already five in the afternoon
when the bull faced him he looked at him
a sun of April bathed in blood
the horizon was painting color
he picked up the kill tackle
He looked at that sky and started walking
as to whom are they going to justify
from a stretch they whistled
then
There in the media he stopped
turned around and the massacre gave us
Bull do not look me in the eye
bull to the profile of silver and gold
I will put a scapular
of the Virgin Macarena if I finish this task
It was already five in the afternoon when the bull
face to face he looked at him
It was already five in the afternoon
when the bull his future guessed
a bugle sounded and in that instant
he looked dead, without ears
worthless
a voice came from the alley
Some cloak tempted him
the whole square was a cry
when sun and shadow walked
to the halters approached
and on a dusty background it vanished
Bull do not look me in the eye
bull or silver and gold profile
I will put a scapular of the Virgin Macarena
if I finish this job
It was already five in the afternoon when the bull
your future guessed
Only among all we can make this a better place :)