Luyện nghe bài hát Toreador in The Rain

Sad boy of the street
Hands of a
With the mind of a
Dodging the with feet
Of a torero in an
an old andalucian song
Dancing
Using his dirty red coat as a

thundering down
Sounds the applause from
Hundreds of
He feels as the wind
Free as the
the cathedral
Kneels to acknowledge his
all his pain
Little toreador in the

in a rainbow of pink
Purple and blue la molina
The pavement reflecting the
this torero in his arena
He looks down at his
Imagining
Worn of sequin, gold and

He kneels and kisses the
Fearing the
Knowing death not find him
But one day he will face
The of the devil
His childhood him

young man from the streets
No more a
No a dreamer
in front of the beast
A golden torero in an
It starts to thunder and
that day
He danced like a on the wing of a dream

Sand to mud
where his blood will splatter and mingle
Free, as an angel
Up the swifts
the cathedral
Never to be seen
Dreams all in
lies the toreador in the rain

Little in the rain
Little in the rain