'Twas the night before the fight, my nervousness rose
For I was not sure about the bull that I chose
My weak, frail, small body, must be quick and with might
This fighting bred Bull, will soon see its bright light
The trumpets are sounding, it's now time to begin
My vicious opponent, now stands there within
The roar of the crowd, deafens my hearing
My sword by my side, our eyes have a meeting
The Beast takes the first charge, as I dash from the path
But I plant my first spear, as he takes his first blood bath
Not much time is left, My cunning and skill
triumph over the beast's raging and will
As he falls and grows silent, the crowd shouts, what a reaction
There's not much more I could ask for, what a satisfaction
I then thank the beast, an admirable opponent
I'll never forget this fight,
Not even for the slightest moment
For I was not sure about the bull that I chose
My weak, frail, small body, must be quick and with might
This fighting bred Bull, will soon see its bright light
The trumpets are sounding, it's now time to begin
My vicious opponent, now stands there within
The roar of the crowd, deafens my hearing
My sword by my side, our eyes have a meeting
The Beast takes the first charge, as I dash from the path
But I plant my first spear, as he takes his first blood bath
Not much time is left, My cunning and skill
triumph over the beast's raging and will
As he falls and grows silent, the crowd shouts, what a reaction
There's not much more I could ask for, what a satisfaction
I then thank the beast, an admirable opponent
I'll never forget this fight,
Not even for the slightest moment