Strophe 1)
Take me to the Matador, he will know just what it´s for
he will help me with my life, he will open every door
when the bull is in the ring, you need all the help you can
and the Mariachis sing, with the lonely mandoline
See those people shout out loud, give me more and give me more
and I´m a thinking to myself, take me to the Matador
Strophe 2)
Take me to the Matador, he will fill and ease my soul
he will give me conficence when I think I´ve lost control
he will help me with my muse, in the age of win and lose
with the ancient cup and sword, and a hundred Spanish lords
see one thousand violins, golden trumpets soar on high
Waves and waves of joyful hymns, solver sonnets reach the sky
fight the battles and the blues, wars of love and wars of art
tonight the cape is what I choose, Goya´s in my Spanish heart
Da da da da da da da da, da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da, da da da da da da da da
Strophe 3)
He will help me with my love, dance the dance that lovers do
rumba with the velvet glove ´neath the Barcelona moon
See one thousand violins, golden trumpets soar on high
waves and waves of joyful hymns, silver sonnets reach the sky
Take me to the Matador, take me to the Matadot
Da da da da da da da da, da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da, da da da da da da da da......
