Matador

They are looking for you, matador!

They call me the matador, I was born in Barracas
If we talk about killing, my words kill
Not long ago, León Santillán fell
And now I know that, at any moment, they will come for me

Pa-pa-pa-oh
Pa-pa-pa-oh
Where are you, matador?
Pa-pa-pa-oh
Pa-pa-pa-oh

They call me the matador, they are looking for me
In a cold pension, I am waiting for them
Crouched in the darkest corner of my room
Rifle in hand, I await my end

Pa-pa-pa-oh
Pa-pa-pa-oh
The cops are looking for you, matador (Pa-pa-pa-oh)
The cops lie to you, matador (Pa-pa-pa-oh)

Hey, hey!
Hey, hey!

Matador, matador!
Where are you, matador?
Matador, matador!
Don't go, matador
Killed-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh yeah!
Matador, matador!

Wind of freedom, combative blood
In the pockets of the people, the old wound
Suddenly the day turns into night
Whispers, running and the knock on the door
The police force has arrived

Pa-pa-pa-oh
Pa-pa-pa-oh
Look brother, how you ended up (Pa-pa-pa-oh)
For fighting for a better world (Pa-pa-pa-oh)

What's that?
They are bullets
They reach me
They catch me
Resist
Victor Jara does not remain silent!

Matador, they are looking for you
(Matador, matador) Matador, they are killing you
Matador-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh yeah
(Matador, matador) Brave matador

They call me the matador of the 100 neighborhoods of Buenos Aires
I have no reason to be afraid, my words are bullets
Bullets of peace, bullets of justice
I am the voice of those who were silenced without reason
Just for thinking differently, oh God!
Santa María de los Buenos Aires, if everything were better

Matador, matador!
If everything were better
Matador, matador!
Where are you going, matador?
Matador, oh yeah!
Matador, matador!