boys,
Here’s the day meant for men of heart.
Come on, en garde! Come on! Come on! Ah!
Toréador, en garde!
Toréador, Toréador!

Refrain: You must remember, dream this as you fight,
One dark eye is watching you,
And love awaits for you,
Toréador, love waits, love waits for you!

Repeat Refrain.

All at once, there’s not a sound to hear
There’s not a sound to hear.
Hey! What is happening?
Quiet! The time is now! (2X)

The bull is here

He dashes headlong into the ring!
Here he is! He enters
And he strikes!
The blow knocks down a horse,
Dragging down a picador,
“Ah, Bravo! Toro!”
The crowd, it roars!
The bull withdraws and charges,
Charges back in for more!
Now he shakes his banderillos,
Full of fury, runs!
The ground is turning red!
Everyone runs away from Toro.
It’s his turn to claim a head!

Come on, en garde!
Come on! Come on! Ah!
Toréador, en garde!
Toréador, Toréador!

Repeat Refrain 2X.
Love waits. (3X)
Toréador (2X)
Love waits….for you!

Sir, that toast; I’m pleased to give you one.
Because Señors, it’s for these gallant knights
And the Toréros, both understand
For sheer pleasure, for sheer pleasure
Both love to fight.
The ring is full, this is a holiday.
The arena’s packed with woman, man and child;
All of the crowd’s losing their heads,
The spectators won’t stop fighting; they’re going wild!
Screams and insults, they make an awful noise.
Now their fury, now their fury starts.
Now we separate the men from