El novillero

One Sunday afternoon
He entered the ring.
To calm his eagerness
As a novice bullfighter.

Brave bullfighter
Unfurls the cape without fear
Without fear of death.

The Virgin watches over you
She covers you with her holy mantle
Manton de Manila.

Young man, you approach
The same in a gallant move
As in the banderillas.

Bullfighter
Who knows
If the price of triumph will be paid
With your life or your blood.

Ah, ah, ah ah, ah ah, ah.

(Requinto)

Young man...

Ole!!!