Luyện nghe bài hát Toreador in The Rain

Sad boy of the street
Hands of a
the mind of a dreamer
Dodging the with feet
Of a in an arena
an old andalucian song
Dancing
Using his dirty red as a cape

thundering down
Sounds like the from
Hundreds of
He feels free as the
Free as the
Around the
Kneels to acknowledge his
Forgets all his
Little in the rain

Bathed in a rainbow of
and blue outside la molina
The pavement the neon
Lights this in his arena
He looks at his clothes
Imagining
Worn of sequin, gold and

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

Brave young man the streets
No more a
No a dreamer
Stands in front of the
A torero in an arena
It starts to and rain
that day
He danced like a fool on the of a dream

Sand to mud
Soon where his blood splatter and mingle
Free, free as an
Up the swifts
Around the
Never to be seen
Dreams all in
There the toreador in the rain

Little in the rain
toreador in the rain