Luyện nghe bài hát Death Of Manolete

There were women holding
On the day died
Teenage in soft white dresses
silent peace respecting

Groups of boys held in their
The fragments of a shattered
The old men with their traditions
from tears

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

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

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

On the day swords
On the day igniting
On the day wreaths encircling the day
On the day