I am the bull of great size, but words fail me, like a yeti, you think I'm abominable because you see me as precipitate, but it's just the nature with which fairy tales paint me, I am reasonable by nature even if I have a weak culture . The bullfighter who knows this acts authoritative, he behaves towards me like an honorable man, he wants to impose his rules on me, he would even kill his offspring for his fame. He thinks he's the Hercules of bullfighting, well, drop your sword and swing at me. Matador, fate is changeable, but this time it's me who beats you... well.
Matador you take it out on me, but this time it's me who beats you.
There's no more way exit, it's over, friend, you have to lose.
Sheathe your sword because it's your blood that's in the dust.
Feel the payers in the stands, many are on the bull's side.. . olè
On the side of the bull... olè
On the side of the bull... olè
On the side of the bull... olè
I am the Bull , but you're the one Sitting down, fallen at the hands of a Sioux, Manitù everything was accomplished, I was under fire and I went wild like De Niro's bull, mocked by your ingenuity, I breathe indignation, now with the muleta made of wood. Since I am an earth sign I will leave you on the ground with a sign: don't touch the bull, when it is black you pay the price! Too many bulls swallow the crumbs, of attackers with lots of pots and pans, life is reprehensible because it brings joy to the guilty and I who wanted it to be enchanting, like rain I fall from the clouds, you turn around like a sunflower and now it's me who beats you ... hello.
Matador you take it out on me, but this time I'm the one taking you out
There's no way out anymore, it's over, friend, you have to lose.
/>Sheathe your sword because it's your blood that's in the dust
Feel the spectators in the stands, many are on the bull's side... olò
On the bull's side... olò
On the side of the bull... olò
On the side of the bull... olò
This is the comeback of the cuckold, I pierced you with the pointed head and you ask for help? Better stay silent, now that you went from the arena to the cemetery in less than a sneeze. You pushed yourself into my labyrinth and I won you, Ariadne broke the thread, Theseus you became extinct. Now there are too many bulls outside the fence with their heads tied like Moreno and Hillary Clinton. What a fright! The herd is not tamed and elbows its way through the crowded alleys of Pamplona, u200bu200bthere are those who pray by relying on an icon, you are safer in a whale like Jonah, in the area, the guerrilla war breaks out against those who humiliate me with the pike and the banderilla, and without a bridle I'm aiming for you, Havana cigar and cammisella in pike.
Matador you take it out on me, but this time it's me who takes you
There's no way out anymore , it's over, friend, you have to lose.
Sheathe your sword because it's your blood that's in the dust
Feel the payers in the stands, many are on the bull's side... hello< br/>On the side of the bull... olè
On the side of the bull... olè
On the side of the bull... olè
On the side of the bull... olà ¨
On the side of the bull... hello
On the side of the bull... hello
On the side of the bull... hello!

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