A bar iin Andalusia

             In the evening of his life

         Leaning against the bar 

         Drinking his beer
         
         Greedily smoking a cigaret

         The ageless spirit of the

         Old bullfighter

         Looks around furtively - longingly

         At the beautiful flamenco  dancers -






       The still elegant macho  - accepting

       But perplexed by his bodys decline

      His old passion still burning -

      But the proud fiery  dancers  now catch his eye

       And return his gaze

     In a different way than before .