El Matador

They call me the matador I was born in Santa
If we talk about killing my words kill
They don't betray, they just attack
And it's my throat
Singing for the neighborhood singing for the people
Singing so you know how the atmosphere moves
The country is hot matador they are looking for you
I keep waiting for the moment to look at them
In my room with the gun
If they come in to make them respect
Ready for death I await my end
So that my soul can rest in peace just

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Matador matador, brave matador
Matador matador, Matador they are looking for you
Matador matador, brave matador
Wind of freedom combative blood, with the fabulous in Argentina
Wind of freedom combative blood, Santa Catarina still alive
Wind of freedom combative blood, with the fabulous in Argentina
Wind of freedom combative blood, Santa Catarina still alive

They call me the matador of the 100 northern neighborhoods
I have no reason to be afraid my words are bullets
Bullets of peace, bullets of justice
I am the voice of those who were silenced without reason
Just for thinking differently oh God
Santa Maria de los Buenos Aires if everything were better

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Matador matador, brave matador
Matador matador, Matador they are looking for you
Matador matador, brave matador

Wind of freedom combative blood
In the pockets of the people the old wound
Suddenly the day turns into night for me
Whispers, running and the knock on the door the police force arrives
That sounds... they are bullets... they reach me
I escape... I resist... the Cartel... gambling

(Chorus)
Matador matador, brave matador
Matador matador, Matador they are looking for you
Matador matador, brave matador