Spoken: On the 23rd of August In 1947 A peon and a bull Killed each other In the ring And plunged An entire nation Into deep mourning The bull's name Was Buddy And he was Of the dreaded Milos strain The man's name Was Carlos And he was Considered to be The bravest And most Skillful matadors Of those times Ole For the Brave matador Ole For his Scarlet muleta Ole For his "El naturale" Ole For the matador He must face De bull Spoken: Y huela Carlos What do They want? I know Very well What they want And one Of these Afternoons I may give it To them And keep Them happy Ole For the man With the sword Let's boo The fat Picador A tear For the death Destined Miura Ole For the matador He must fight De bull His suit of light He wears to fight It's not too tight It fits just right He prays tonight For he must fight He must fight De bull Spoken: Chimo I want The dress cape With the roses They always Brings luck I don't see Any reason Why we should Not start This affair Ole For the bull Bread to kill Ole For the man Who must Meet him Ole For brave matador Ole For the matador He must kill Spoken: He died? He died? And they did Not give us Anything? Si, Carlos Every thing Both ears And the tail The roses They did Not bring us Luck today How my mother Will suffer I I can't Feel nothing In my left leg I I can't Feel nothing In my right leg Are Are my eyes open? I cannot see And he fell Back dead (Thud) De bull De bull Spoken: They kept Demanding More and more Of him And more Was his life So he gave it To them