Toreando Al Destino

Oh love, today I think that I'm not happy because of you
Sometimes I have to give in
So as not to have to weigh myself in the balance of a love
That suffocates, tightens, and crumbles, may your person have a bad end
Now that finally I don't feel you anymore

I no longer fear your vanities
And look, I never sowed the strong wind
I always collected storms with you
Now that finally I don't feel you anymore
The demon and my troubles have retired
Now finally your kisses don't bind me

Now my dreams have a thousand endings
And if oblivion made me the standard bearer of sorrow
Today I finally learned to smile
I took my soul out of this quarantine
My anxieties know how to survive
Without conditions and so many chains

Today I heard my mouth say
At peace with God, my sentence is over
Through the gate the destiny left
Her hair betrays she was black and brown
High-faced, sharp horns
Nervous demeanor, well crouched
My fear awaits him hidden in the boards
Half whitened and half reddened
And under the hat I no longer hide my sin
Dressed in lights, present and past
Stay, can't you see I'm very alone

Stay, today silence scares me
Stay and dream with me
Stay and let me sleep
Stay, can't you see I'm empty
Stay and dream with me

Oh how beautiful, oh how beautiful!
Listening to the rain by your side (repeat)
How rhythmic your hands were, my Manuel
It was a pleasure to touch you, feel your guitar, my friend
And in your name bells of glory ring with a thousand bells
And the gypsies cry for you in Jerez

Oh purple, purple, purple, little purple one
Santiago holds you in his little heart
Your streets smell of orange blossom
Of orange trees and jasmine and seasonal flowers
How beautiful to sing to my town
How beautiful the southern accent
There are three things I don't regret
Being born in Cádiz, feeling flamenco, and dying Andalusian
Your streets smell of orange blossom
Of orange trees and jasmine and seasonal flowers

If God gave me control, my love
As he did to death, I swear I would remove
The injustice and filth that make every day
Put obstacles to loving you
If God gave me control, my love

As he did to death, I would carve at your door
This new commandment: Never taste a mouth
That drags you to your death
But everything falls silent
You to your house and me to mine
Now let the night speak to us
Of second chances or farewells
Oh purple, purple, purple, little purple one
Santiago holds you in his little heart