Luyện nghe bài hát Matador

In his prime, he his time
His of lights worn proudly
But was then and this now
His moves so sadly

The thought of running never crossed his
He the death of any other kind

Now the takes his horns out
And the in the crowd shout
He was born to

The hero's pride stretches far and
As if the was empty
His ghost carries coast to coast
As if his body's

The of running never crossed his mind
He fears the death of any other

Now the devil takes his out
And the shadows in the crowd
Stare into his
Can the matador

He was to bleed

The thought of running never his mind
He fears the death of any kind
Only a coward quits while he's
Only a matador would a stand

Now the devil takes his out
And the shadows in the shout
Stare his eyes
Can the survive?

He was born to