Testo The Matador - Trisha Yearwood
Testo della canzone The Matador (Trisha Yearwood), tratta dall'album Every Girl (Deluxe Edition)
I threw a rose, to the matador
Not sure, who I was cheering for
My aim was true, my heart was full
I loved the fighter, and the bull
I loved like only a woman can
A very complicated man
I bound his wounds, I heard his cries
I gave him truth, I told him lies
His rage is made, of many things
Faithless women, wedding rings
Snakes and snails, and alcohol
His daddy's fist, thrown through the wall
Ah, but he's beautiful, when he's in the ring
The devil howls, the angels sing
Sparks fly, from his fingertips
And words like birds, fly from his lips
Some man, is lying in the dirt
Some woman's crying, that he's hurt
He's not alive, without the thrill
Without the dance, without the kill
The lights go down, the people roar
They're cheering on, the matador
And this is how, the story goes
I knew it, when I threw the rose
I come to each, and every show
The woman, in the second row
I watch them, in their ancient dance
And I know, I never stood a chance
'Cause while other demons, prance and clown
It's vanity, that takes you down
I thought that I could be, the one
But I'm just, another hanger-on
Some man is bleeding, in the dirt
Some woman's crying, that she's hurt
But who are we, without the thrill
Without the dance, without the kill?
And he is, bull and matador
And I'm the mother, and the whore
And this, is how the story goes
I knew it, when I threw the rose
I threw a rose, to the matador
Not sure, who I was cheering for
My aim was true, my heart was full
I loved the fighter, and the bull
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Writer(s): Gretchen Peters
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