Luyện nghe bài hát Toreador in The Rain

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

Rain down
like the applause from
Hundreds of
He free as the wind
as the swifts
Around the
Kneels to his fame
all his pain
Little in the rain

Bathed in a rainbow of
Purple and blue la molina
The reflecting the neon
this torero in his arena
He looks at his clothes
Imagining
Worn of sequin, and brocade

He and kisses the beast
Fearing the
Knowing will not find him
But maybe one day he will
The horns of the
His childhood him

Brave young man from the
No a thief
No a dreamer
in front of the beast
A golden torero in an
It starts to thunder and
Remembering day
He danced a fool on the wing of a dream

Sand to mud
Soon where his blood will splatter and
Free, free as an
Up with the
the cathedral
Never to be again
Dreams all in
There lies the toreador in the

Little in the rain
Little toreador in the