Текст песни Театр Теней - Al Enquentro

Lyrics:
Holding my breath and the crowd got up
And silence hangs like a wave of an ax.
The bull is wheezing mortally, he is preparing a throw
Thick blood flows on hot sand
It’s time to look glory in the eyes,
And here he is a moment - death to see the face.

I'll give you a sign
You will kill him.
Just a wave
And your triumph ...

Elbow above the shoulder, a sword near the chest
The heart beats deafly, the bull is on its way.
Al enquentro! Forward! Our chances are equal
And the torero is fearless at the call of fate
It’s time to look glory in the eyes,
And here he is a moment - death to see the face.

I'll give you a sign
You will kill him.
Just a wave
And your triumph ...