Luyện nghe bài hát Matador

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

The thought of running crossed his mind
He the death of any other kind

Now the devil his horns out
And the shadows in the crowd
He was to bleed

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

The thought of never crossed his mind
He fears the of any other kind

Now the takes his horns out
And the shadows in the shout
into his eyes
Can the matador

He was born to

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

Now the takes his horns out
And the in the crowd shout
Stare his eyes
Can the survive?

He was born to