With you I have been a young novice bullfighter
Who, naive, surrendered to your caresses
Only to look at the sun lying flat in the bullring*
Bullfighter I wanted to be in my wretchedness
I took the alternative in my yearning
Clothed with passion in gold and silver
Of making a task of your surrender
I was fighting your sensual charges
Loving bullfighter
I have the heart of a bullfighter
For with art I temper your kisses
Although I may risk my life for them
Loving bullfighter
Thus I am your loving bullfighter
Who plants himself bravely in the bullring
Challenging your body at close range
Loving bullfighter
Loving bullfighter
Now that the bullfight is drawing to a close
With smooth trincherazos** passes I turn you
And on finding in you a divine quality
You deserve that I spare your life with my kisses
Loving bullfighter
I have the heart of a bullfighter
For with art I temper your kisses
Although I may risk my life for them
Loving bullfighter
Thus I am your loving bullfighter
Who plants himself bravely in the bullring
Challenging your body at close range
Loving bullfighter
Loving bullfighter
Loving bullfighter
Loving bullfighter