El relicario [English translation]

On Saint Eugene's day

On my way to El Pardo I met him

He was the most elegant bullfighter

And the most genuine in all Madrid

He travelled by calash

Looking for action

And when I saw him

I shuddered

And when he noticed

He jumped off the car

And very snazzy

He came to me

He threw his cape

In an arrogant gesture

And taking his hat off

He told me this:

Walk on, brunette

Walk on with grace

That a locket

That a locket I'm going to make

With the piece of my cape

That has been stepped on

That has been stepped on by such a lovely foot

An April's Monday he was bullfighting

And I went to watch him

I shouldn't have done it, because that evening

Of pain I thought I would die

During one of his passes

He fell to the sand

And feeling wounded

He looked at me

And a locket

He took out of his chest

That immediately

I recognized

When the bullfighter

Was falling dead

In his ravings

Was saying this:

Walk on, brunette

Walk on with grace

That a locket

That a locket I'm going to make

With the piece of my cape

That has been stepped on

That has been stepped on by such a lovely foot

• Artist:Sara Montiel
• Album:El último cuplé (1957)