| Matador is waiting for the key to be released
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| To raise the purple cloth like a sail in the wind
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| The Matador is reading every move
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| Of the fierce-eyed el toro before the picadores approve
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| «When it’s coming at you, don’t you try and hide
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| Give it strength and honour — whoever may survive!»
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| The banderilleros now approach with their decorated pikes
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| Will they turn out equal or will they fail the try?
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| «When it’s coming at you, you may jump aside
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| Give it strength and honour — whoever may survive!»
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| Matador
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| One legendary day in 1879
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| Rafael Molino would finally resign
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| To one of greatest power, Murciélago was his name
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| No one could defeat him, his life would be spared
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| Solo: RTB
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| The audience aware, their eyes locked on him
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| Matador, the honoured, never giving in
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| Who turns out superior and leaves the gate alive?
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| Who wins the faena — who will survive?
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| Matador |