Toreador In The Rain

[00:10.19] Sad little boy of the street
[00:12.15] Hands of a thief
[00:13.84] With the mind of a dreamer
[00:16.24] Dodging the puddles with feet
[00:18.24] Of a torero in an Arena
[00:21.84] Sings an old Andalucian song
[00:24.48] Dancing along
[00:25.84] Using his dirty red coat as a cape
[00:31.51] Rain thundering down
[00:33.47] Sounds like the applause from
[00:34.92] Hundreds of people
[00:37.13] He feels free as the wind
[00:39.34] Free as the swifts
[00:40.96] Around the cathedral
[00:43.27] Kneels to acknowledge his fame
[00:45.39] Forgets all his pain
[00:47.18] Little Toreador in the Rain
[00:58.72] Bathed in a Rainbow of Pink
[01:00.42] Purple and Blue outside La Molina
[01:04.18] The pavement reflecting the neon
[01:06.49] Lights this Torero in his arena
[01:10.00] He looks down at his clothes
[01:12.50] Imagining those
[01:14.06] Worn of sequin, Gold and Brocade
[01:22.23] He kneels and kisses the beast
[01:24.56] Fearing the least
[01:25.82] Knowing death will not find him
[01:28.15] But maybe one day he will face
[01:30.25] The Horns of the Devil
[01:31.98] His childhood behind him
[01:34.17] Brave young man from the streets
[01:36.26] No more a thief
[01:37.77] No longer a dreamer
[01:40.16] Stands in front of the Beast
[01:42.22] A golden Torero in an Arena
[01:45.91] It starts to thunder and rain
[01:48.35] Remembering that day
[01:49.84] He danced like a fool on the wing of a dream
[01:55.88] Sand turning to mud
[01:57.35] Soon where his blood will splatter and mingle
[02:01.29] Free, Free as an Angel
[02:03.62] Up with the swifts
[02:04.98] Around the cathedral
[02:07.13] Never to be seen again
[02:09.48] Dreams all in vain
[02:11.05] There lies the Toreador in the rain
[02:16.13] Little Toreador in the rain
[02:18.87] Little Toreador in the rain
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