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
Sings an old song
Dancing
his dirty red coat as a cape

Rain thundering
like the applause from
Hundreds of
He feels as the wind
as the swifts
Around the
to acknowledge his fame
Forgets all his
Little toreador in the

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

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

Brave man from the streets
No more a
No longer a
Stands in of the beast
A golden torero in an
It starts to thunder and
Remembering day
He danced like a fool on the of a dream

turning to mud
Soon where his will splatter and mingle
Free, free as an
Up with the
the cathedral
Never to be seen
all in vain
There the toreador in the rain

Little toreador in the
Little toreador in the