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Dalla parte del toro (= On the side of the bull)
I'm the bull of a great bulk
But I lack the words
Sasquatch-type, you consider me abominable
Because you see me hasty
But it's just the temperament
With which they paint me in the stories
I,by nature, I'm reasonable
Even of weak nurture
The bullfighter ,who knows that ,acts like authoritative
He behaves with me like an honourable (person)
He wants to impose his rules on me
For the fame he'd just kill the offspring
Through the bullfight he thinks he is Hercules
Well,he lets go of the sword and starts slapping me
Bullfighter, fate is mercurial
But this time it's me who's beating you
Bullfighter,you take it out on me
But this time it's me who's getting you (olé!)
There's no way out anymore
It's over,friend, you have to lose (olé!)
Sheathe your sword because
It's your blood,that on the dirt (olé!)
Do you hear the payers in the crowd? A lot of them are
On the side of the bull (olé!)
On the side of the bull (olé!)
On the side of the bull (olé!)
On the side of the bull (olé!)
I'm the bull, but it's you who's sitting here
Struck down by the hand of a Sioux, Manitú
Everything has been carried out, I was under fire
And I'm unleashed like De Niro's bull
Mocked by your wit, I breathe disdain
Now with the muleta made of wood
While I am a sign of the land
I'll leave on the ground with an indication:
Don't mess with the bull, when it's black you pay the price
Too many bulls swallow the crumbs
Of the aggressors with much of the cookware
Life's reprehensible because
It makes up the culprit's joy
And I want it ravishingly
Like the rain that's falling from the clouds
You turn around like a sunflower
That this time it's me who's beating you, olé!
Bullfighter,you take it out on me
But this time it's me who's getting you (olé!)
There's no way out anymore
It's over,friend, you have to lose (olé!)
Sheathe your sword because
It's your blood,that on the dirt (olé!)
Do you hear the payers in the crowd? A lot of them are
On the side of the bull (olé!)
On the side of the bull (olé!)
On the side of the bull (olé!)
On the side of the bull (olé!)
This is the comeback of the horned
I have you stabbed with a targeted boss and you're asking for help?
You'd better stay silent
Now you have passed from the arena to the cemetery
In less than a sneeze
You are pushed in my labyrinth e I have won you
Ariadne has broken the thread
Theseus you are dead
Now there are many bulls out of the paddock
With their leader such as Moreno and Hillary Clinton
What a fright, the herd is not tamed
And they're pushing each other in the crowded alleys of Pamplona
Where there are people who beg and bet on an icon
Stay safer in a whale like Jonah, in the area
Set off the guerilla warfare against those who humiliate me
With the spear and the banderilla
And without a rein I'm aiming you
Havana cigar and tunic in pikes
Bullfighter,you take it out on me
But this time it's me who's getting you (olé!)
There's no way out anymore
It's over,friend, you have to lose (olé!)
Sheathe your sword because
It's your blood,that on the dirt (olé!)
Do you hear the payers in the crowd? A lot of them are
On the side of the bull (olé!)
On the side of the bull (olé!)
On the side of the bull (olé!)
On the side of the bull (olé!)
On the side of the bull (olé!)
On the side of the bull (olé!)
On the side of the bull (olé!)
On the side of the bull (olé!)
