(English Translation) Full Moon The herd is in calm No sun nor sand Only night and beast Sleeping in the fields Begging to live Passing so much pains To carry on living Black prairies And a knife of light Dare to earth Of an Andaluz boy Bullrings of villages in fiesta Looks for the opportunity Under the sun of the siesta Bullfights for what they give him The poison Of the fear and the courage Blood, steel He doesn't think in the worst Face to face The little bull and the boy The dew will lick their bodies
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