Full Moon
The herd is in calm
No sun nor sand
Only night and beast
 
Black prairies
And a knife of light
Dare to earth
Of an Andaluz boy
 
Sleeping in the fields
Begging to live
Passing so much pains
To carry on living
 
The poison of the fear and the courage
Blood, steel
He doesn’t think in the worst
 
Bullrings of villages in fiesta
Looks for the opportunity
Under the sun of the siesta
Bullfights for what they give him
 
Sleeping in the fields
Begging to live
Passing so much pains
To carry on living
 
Face to face
The little bull and the boy
Face to face
Bullfights for what they give him
 
Threat to the death
Threat to the death
 
Bullrings of villages in fiesta
Looks for the opportunity
Under the sun of the siesta
Bullfights for what they give him
 
Sleeping in the fields
Begging to live
Passing so much pains
To carry on living
 
Face to face
Face to face
Face to face
Face to face