Torero Songtext
von Connie Francis

Tu pierde ′o suonno 'ncopp"e giurnalette
E mamme te minaccia
E patete s′arrangia.

Te fanno gira' a' capa sti "fumette,"
Guardannote ′into′ 'o specchio
Vuoi fare il toreador

Comme fanno a santafe′,
Comme fanno ad "ollivud"
E cu' sta scusa, oi ni, nun studie cchiu′!...
He! torero!

Te si' piazzato ′ncapo stu sombrero,
Dice che si' spagnuolo e nun e' overo
Che nacchere ′in t"a sacca vai a balla′
Mescolando bolero e "cia'-cia′ " chi vuo' ′mbruglia'!
He! torero!

Cu′ sti basette a' sudamericano
Cu' ′nu sicario avana e ′a cammesella 'e picche′!...
Torero, torero, ole!


I met him on a bus in barcelona
We kinda got to talkin?
But he did all to talkin?

I asked him what he did in barcelona
In sunny barcelona
And this is what he said
You are fortunate my friend

Of this there is no doubt
For every where I go the peaple shout
Torero!
Make way for don josé the great torero

In spain I am a famous caballero
I fight the bravest bull in all the land
With flip of the hip
Of the music of the band

I cha,
The bull is so confused because I cha cha
I never kill him, only if he gets in my way
Torero, torero, ole!

I never kill him, only if he gets in my way
Torero, torero, ole!