There's a legend of a famous matador
  Who went to meet El Toro
  Though he fought as he had never done before
  He could not beat, El Toro
    The bull El Toro, brought him defeat and pain
  And to his sorrow, the matador knew shame
    They said time would never heal the many scars
  Brought by the great, El Toro
  And the bitterness that burned deep in his heart
  Caused him to hate, El Toro
    The bull El Toro, brought him defeat and pain
  And to his sorrow, the matador knew shame
    So one night, when no-one was on sight
  The matador, went to finish the score
  In the lonely fields, beneath the pale moonlight
  He fought the bull...and they fought once more
    When they found the matador and saw him dying
  He'd never see tomorrow
  Now they say that on the spot where he was lying
  Still walks the proud El Toro
    The bull El Toro, brought him defeat and pain
  And to his sorrow, the matador knew shame....