Luyện nghe bài hát Toreador in The Rain

Sad little boy of the
of a thief
With the mind of a
Dodging the puddles with
Of a in an arena
Sings an old andalucian
along
Using his dirty red as a cape

thundering down
Sounds like the applause
of people
He feels free as the
Free as the
the cathedral
Kneels to acknowledge his
Forgets all his
Little in the rain

Bathed in a of pink
Purple and blue outside la
The pavement reflecting the
Lights this torero in his
He looks at his clothes
Imagining
Worn of sequin, gold and

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

young man from the streets
No more a
No a dreamer
Stands in front of the
A golden 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, as an angel
Up the swifts
the cathedral
Never to be again
all in vain
There the toreador in the rain

Little in the rain
Little in the rain