Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song El Torerillo, artist - Jose Luis Perales. Album song Por si quieres conocerme, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 29.06.1991
Record label: Hispavox
Song language: Spanish
El Torerillo(original) |
Deja tu pueblo y olvídate |
Mira que llegó la noche |
Toma el camino y aléjate |
Con tu espada y tu capote |
Pronto la gente comentará |
Al despertar la mañana |
Unos dirán se marchó del hogar |
Otros dirán se escapó |
Comentarán tu razón de marchar |
Bajo la luz de un farol |
Torero, capote, sombrero y olé |
Y pierde la razón, mira su balcón |
Sola se quedó la calle |
Y cruza sin mirar, silba una canción |
Y deja su pueblo atrás |
Pelo marrón, cazadora azul |
Y quimeras a la espalda |
Traje de luces en oro y gris |
Y en sus ojos esperanza |
Cielo de estrellas, ombligo al sol |
Y un corazón que se escapa |
Y el maletilla será matador |
Dice la gente que pasa |
Y cada noche la misma canción |
Vuelve su sueño a escuchar |
Torero, capote, sombrero y olé |
Y pierde la razón, baila bajo el sol |
Pronto bailará en la arena |
Y en aquel balcón que dejó al partir |
Pronto nacerá una flor |
Torero, capote, sombrero y olé |
(translation) |
Leave your town and forget |
Look the night has come |
Take the road and walk away |
With your sword and your cape |
Soon people will comment |
when waking up in the morning |
Some will say he left home |
Others will say he escaped |
They will comment on your reason for leaving |
Under the light of a lantern |
Bullfighter, capote, hat and olé |
And he loses his mind, looks at his balcony |
The street was left alone |
And cross without looking, whistle a song |
And leave your town behind |
Brown hair, blue jacket |
And chimeras behind |
Light suit in gold and gray |
And in her eyes of her hope |
Sky of stars, navel to the sun |
And a heart that escapes |
And the suitcase will be killer |
People say what happens |
And every night the same song |
He returns his dream to listen |
Bullfighter, capote, hat and olé |
And lose your mind, dance under the sun |
Soon he will dance in the sand |
And on that balcony that she left when she left |
Soon a flower will be born |
Bullfighter, capote, hat and olé |