| The bailanta bursts and the show begins | 
| The matador is back, the matador is back | 
| The stage is filled with lights and color | 
| The matador is back, the matador is back | 
| They climb on the table to see better | 
| The matador is back, the matador is back | 
| Wearing a black suit when the curtain goes up | 
| He sings to them with his heart and soul | 
| The matador is back, the matador is back | 
| People are clapping their new song | 
| The matador is back, the matador is back | 
| But something in his eyes changes the color | 
| The matador is back, the matador is back | 
| Of so many he has had, he never had a love | 
| The matador returned, looking for a love | 
| Dreaming that you might be in the living room | 
| The one who left and never came back | 
| The matador returned, looking for a love | 
| Dreaming that you might be in the living room | 
| That woman | 
| Naughty and naughty playing love | 
| The matador is back, the matador is back | 
| Filling your heart with disorder | 
| The matador is back, the matador is back | 
| Selling fantasies in a song | 
| The matador is back, the matador is back | 
| Of so many that she has had, she never had a love | 
| The bailanta bursts and the show begins | 
| The matador is back, the matador is back | 
| The stage is filled with lights and color | 
| The matador is back, the matador is back | 
| They climb on the table to see better | 
| The matador is back, the matador is back | 
| Wearing a black suit when the curtain goes up | 
| The matador returned, looking for a love | 
| Dreamed that maybe he is in the living room | 
| The one who left and never came back | 
| The matador returned, looking for a love | 
| Dreaming that you might be in the living room | 
| That woman, that woman, that woman... |