El Torerillo
José Luis Perales
The Little Bullfighter
Leave your town and forget it,
see that night has come.
Take the road and go away
with your sword and your cape.
Soon people will comment
when they wake up in the morning,
some will say he left home
others will say he escaped.
They will comment on your reason to leave
under the light of a lantern.
Bullfighter, cape, hat and olé
and loses his mind, looks at her balcony,
the street was left alone.
And crosses without looking, whistles a song
and leaves his town behind.
Brown hair, blue jacket
and dreams on his back.
Suit of lights in gold and gray
and hope in his eyes.
Sky of stars, belly button to the sun
and a heart that escapes
and the apprentice will become a matador
says the people passing by.
And every night the same song,
his dream returns to listen.
Bullfighter, cape, hat and olé
and loses his mind, dances under the sun
soon he will dance in the arena.
And on that balcony he left when he left
soon a flower will bloom.
Bullfighter, cape, hat and olé
