[Carajolo:]
I'm the glory and pride of the land of Spain,
[Chorus:]
Ta-ran-ta-ra-tan-ta-ra-ta.
[Carajolo:]
A monarch of men with a mighty train,
[Chorus:]
Ta-ran-ta-ra-tan-ta-ra-ta.
[Carajolo:]
When I appear and I slay the Bull,
With ladies' roses the ring is full.
They cast their fans and their hearts before
The Toreadorable toreador! O-la! O-la!
[Chorus:]
Ta-ran-ta-ra-ta.
[Carajolo:]
O-la! O-la!
[Chorus:]
Ta-ran-ta-ra-ta.
O-la! O-la! O-la! O-la! O-la!
Ta-ran-ta-ra-tan-ra-ra-ta-ra-ta.
[Carajolo:]
Oh, for I am the Toreador!
I am famous on every shore,
There is no one that's worshipped more
In the palace, or in the posada;
For the ladies will blush before
The adorable Toreador,
And a welcome the ring will roar
To its hero, the gallant Espada.
There is no one on earth to match my fame,
[Chorus:]
Ta-ran-ta-ra-tan-ta-ra-ta.
[Carajolo:]
The bravest of men at the boldest game!
[Chorus:]
Ta-ran-ta-ra-tan-ta-ra-ta.
[Carajolo:]
The soldier hides in the ground to slay
And unseen enemy miles away;
But hand to horn is the deadly war
Of the Toreadorable toreador! O-la! O-la!
[Chorus:]
Ta-ran-ta-ra-ta.
[Carajolo:]
O-la! O-la!
[Chorus:]
Ta-ran-ta-ra-ta.
O-la! O-la! O-la! O-la! O-la!
Ta-ran-ta-ra-tan-ra-ra-ta-ra-ta.
[Carajolo:]
Oh, for I am the Toreador!
I am famous on every shore,
There is no one that's worshipped more
In the palace, or in the posada;
For the ladies will blush before
The adorable Toreador,
And a welcome the ring will roar
To its hero, the gallant Espada.
[Chorus:]
For he is the Toreador!
He is famous on every shore,
There is no one that's worshipped more
In the palace, or in the posada;
For the ladies will blush before
The adorable Toreador,
And a welcome the ring will roar
To its hero, the gallant Espada.