Luyện nghe bài hát Death Of Manolete

There were women rosaries
On the day Manolete
Teenage in soft white dresses
Standing silent respecting

Groups of boys held in hands
The of a shattered idol
The old men with their challenged
from tears

Neck, neck, hook, poles of
The Picadors stood eyes
To view brutal contest in the vale of
Courage agility exhausted

Youth challenge reached for title shelved
Patrons in attendance to disarm a myth
Homage played to the victor of
in bold tones in the stockyard the beasts

Did climb their bid by a frenzied ring
Bred for one purpose to die in man's sport
Dash against his spindle an instant fell to

On the day penetrating
On the day torches
On the day flower encircling the day
On the day