Más Taurina Que El Albero

And I heard them say that bullfighting is not an art
That bullfighting is not an art
Well then let them explain to me
What Morante does
The left hand of El Cid
The class of Talavante

The class of Talavante
The courage of Roca Rey
Temperance of Damaso González
Mastery of Enrique Ponce
The lineage of Manzanares

And let them say what they want
Let those who don't know talk
And let the people criticize that bullfighting is an art
Regardless of who it bothers

If I were to be born again
I would be born a bullfighting fan
I would be born a bullfighting fan
To be moved by Román with santilleras
Finito with natural passes
Castella with tafalleras
Castella with tafalleras
Fandiño with gaoneras and El Juli with chicuelinas
No one like Manolete
History with manoletinas
And let them say what they want
Let those who don't know talk
Because as my grandfather used to say
I am proud to be, more taurine than the arena

Youth is a gift
That God gives for some time
That God gives for some time
And those who dress in lights
Were born to be bullfighters
And if not, ask
Gonzalo Caballero
Gonzalo Caballero
If Ginés Marín bullfights
Here I lose my senses
And the Adame brothers
Drive the crowds crazy
I die for José Garrido
And Álvaro Lorenzo
And let the people criticize
That bullfighting is an art
Regardless of who it bothers

I will die with the sorrow
Of not seeing them bullfight
Of not seeing them bullfight
With those changed passes
I didn't see Antonio Bienvenida
Nor the serious bull of El Viti
Every bullfighting afternoon
Every bullfighting afternoon
Nor the cape of Camino
Chicuelinas of chicuelos
Joselito in his purity
The king of bullfighters fell
And let them say what they want
Let those who don't know talk
Because as my grandfather used to say
I am proud to be, more taurine than the arena