Luyện nghe bài hát Death Of Manolete

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

Groups of boys held in their
The of a shattered idol
The old men with traditions challenged
Refrained tears

Neck, neck, hook, of wood
The stood eyes ablaze
To brutal contest in the vale of years
unfailing agility exhausted

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

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

On the day swords
On the day igniting
On the day flower wreaths the day
On the day