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El Cordobes - BZN

A hot sunny day

Some musicians play

The chords of an old pasodoble

The moment is near

For the thousands that cheer

The name of the great matador

In the wings where

She whispered Never say die

Oho never say die

Only cold perspiration

Invades his keen eye

It's the moment

We are waiting for

El Cordobes like a real cumbanchero

Ay

He's the great matador

El Cordobes cumbanchi cumbanchero

Ay

He's the man we adore

I fear the end of the show

A shivering thrill then we go

In the heat of the fight

He trembles inside

Never praise the day before it's over

He's starting to choke

To the finishing stroke

The crowd's only crying for more

In the wings where

She whispered never say die

Oho never say die

Only cold perspiration

Invades his keen eye

It's the moment

We are waiting for

El Cordobes like a real cumbanchero

Ay

He's the great matador

El Cordobes cumbanchi cumbanchero

Ay

He's the man we adore

I fear the end of the show

A shivering thrill then we go

El Cordobes like a real cumbanchero

Ay

He's the great matador

El Cordobes cumbanchi cumbanchero

Ay

He's the man we adore

I fear the end of the show

A shivering thrill then we go

El Cordobes