Tourada

No matter Sun or shade
Boxes or barriers
We bullfight shoulder to shoulder
The beasts
No one deceives us
We bullfight hand in hand
Only they can harm us
Wait

Bells, capes, and barriers enter
And black mantillas
Swords, horns, and defeats enter
And some poets
Brave bulls, carnations, and witticisms enter
Because everything else
Is nonsense

Cows enter after the forcados
Who catch nothing
Shouts and cheers sound from the fools
Who pay nothing
And only the peões de brega remain
Whose profession
Doesn't catch

With banderillas of hope
We scare off the beast
We are in the square
Of Spring

We are going to grab the world
By the horns of misfortune
And turn sadness
Into grace

Crazy old women and tourists enter
Excursions enter
Benefits and chroniclers enter
Swindlers enter
Marialvas and choristers enter
Bigwigs enter
With crests

Riders enter on the croup
Of their heroism
That crazy music enters
Of the paso doble
The aficionada and the senile enter
Plus snobbery
And musing

Moralistic entrepreneurs enter
Frustrations enter
Antiquarians and fadistas enter
And contradictions
And a lot of dollars enter many people
Who profit in millions
And the intelligent one says
That the songs have ended