Faena - Mar de Copas

Broches de oro y luces de color

Al vestir él reza

A su templo marcha ya

De sangre y arena

Él de lidia brama al Dios

Del poder y de los pastos

Tras su furia, estampa va

Aguanta tortura

No te odio bestia fiel

Solo mira hacia mis pies

Vendrán aplausos

Bien acepto tu papel

Sin tener ya que perder

Tus armas

Frente a frente al comenzar

Puntas contra puntas por clavar

Entre la danza y la luz

De sangre se excitan

Polvo y tierra

Capote al vuelo

Confusión al ver

Que sangre de hombre es

Al caer perdí la suerte

Subalternos, vengan, a continuar…

¿quién es más fuerte?

Esperaba verte otra vez, tal vez

Que volvieras a llevarme flores al anochecer

Y siempre despertar en besos

Frente a frente al continuar

Heridos iguales de armas

Entre el miedo y la pasión

El hombre vacila

No te odio bestia fiel

Solo mira hacia mis pies

Vendrán aplausos

Bien acepto tu papel

Sin tener ya que perder

Tus armas

Polvo y tierra

Capote al vuelo

Confusión al ver

Que sangre de hombre es

Un bramar del corral viene

Te ovaciona y dice que ésta vez

Gold brooches and colored lights

When dressing he prays

To his temple of him he marches now

of blood and sand

He of Lydia bellows to the God

Of power and of pastures

After his fury from him, stamp goes

endure torture

I don't hate you faithful beast

just look down at my feet

applause will come

Well I accept your role

With no more to lose

your weapons

Head to head at the start

Points against points to be nailed

Between dance and light

of blood they excite

dust and dirt

cloak on the fly

confusion when seeing

What man's blood is

When I fell I lost my luck

Subalterns, come on, continue...

Who is stronger?

I was hoping to see you again, maybe

That you would bring me flowers at nightfall

And always wake up in kisses

Face to face when continuing

Equal wounded by weapons

Between fear and passion

The man hesitates

I don't hate you faithful beast

just look down at my feet

applause will come

Well I accept your role

With no more to lose

your weapons

dust and dirt

cloak on the fly

confusion when seeing

What man's blood is

A roar from the barnyard comes

He cheers you and says that this time