El relicario
Un día de San Eugenio
Yendo hacia El Pardo le conocí
Era el torero de más tronío
Y el más castizo de to' Madrid
Iba en calesa
Pidiendo guerra
Y yo al mirarlo
Me estremecí
Y él al notarlo
Bajó del coche
Y muy garboso
Se vino a mí
Tiró la capa
Con gesto altivo
Y descubriéndose
Me dijo así
Pisa morena
Pisa con garbo
Que un relicario
Que un relicario me voy hacer
Con el trocito de mi capote
Que haya pasado
Que haya pisado tan lindo pie
Un lunes abrileño el toreaba
Y a verlo fui
Nunca lo hiciera que aquella tarde
De sentimiento crei morir
Al dar un lance
Cayó en la arena
Se sintió herido
Miró hacia mí
Y un relicario
Saco del pecho
Que yo enseguida
Reconocí
Cuando el torero
Caía inerte
En su delirio
Decía así
Pisa morena
Pisa con garbo
Que un relicario
Que un relicario me voy hacer
Con el trocito de mi capote
Que haya pasado
Que haya pisado tan lindo pie
The Reliquary
One day of San Eugenio
Going towards El Pardo I met him
He was the most grandiose bullfighter
And the most authentic of all Madrid
He was in a carriage
Asking for a fight
And when I looked at him
I shuddered
And when he noticed
He got out of the car
And very gallantly
He came to me
He threw the cape
With a haughty gesture
And uncovering himself
He said to me like this
Step, brunette
Step gracefully
For a reliquary
For a reliquary I will make myself
With the piece of my cape
That has passed
That has stepped on such a beautiful foot
On an April Monday he was bullfighting
And I went to see him
I never thought that that afternoon
I believed I would die of sentiment
When he made a move
He fell in the sand
He felt wounded
He looked towards me
And he took out a reliquary
From his chest
Which I immediately
Recognized
When the bullfighter
Fell inert
In his delirium
He said like this
Step, brunette
Step gracefully
For a reliquary
For a reliquary I will make myself
With the piece of my cape
That has passed
That has stepped on such a beautiful foot
Escrita por: Castellví / Oliveros / Padilla