On the billboards they have put up a name
that I do not want to see:
Francisco Alegre, and ole!
Francisco Alegre, and ola!
People say: "Long live the men",
when they see him fight bulls
I am praying for him
with my mouth jagged
From the arena
he tells me: dark-haired girl,
Why are you crying
like an empress for me?
Give me your laughter, woman
I am an Andalusian bullfighter
And I wear on my neck the cross of Jesus
that you gave me...
Franciso Alegre, heart of mine,
Spreads his cape on the sand of the bullring;
Francisco Alegre has an outfit
With an "I love you" that I embroidered between sighs
Brave little bull, don't look at him that way,
Let him adorn his black curls with his hat.
Noble little bull, have compassion
Within the embroidery
there is contained,
Francisco Alegre, and ole!
My heart.
In my window I have a sign
so you can come look at it;
Francisco Alegre and ole!
Francisco Alegre and ola!
It says how much I love you,
But it makes me sad...
Because of another love
We cannot marry.
From the arena
he tells me: dark-haired girl,
Who loves you,
my empress?
Don't you remember, woman,
that this Andalusian bullfighter
wears on his neck the cross of Jesus
that you gave him?
Franciso Alegre, heart of mine,
spreads his cape on the sand of the bullring;
Francisco Alegre has an outfit
With an "I love you" that I embroidered between sighs
Brave little bull, don't look at him that way,
Let him adorn his black curls with his hat.
Noble little bull, have compassion
Within the embroideries
there is contained,
Francisco Alegre, and Ole!
My heart.