Gather round, for while we sail
Listen close, I'll tell the tale
Of how I won and lost
The heart of a fair duchess
For once I was a Matador
I lived a life of death and gore
Risking life and limb for the cheers of the crowd
Though my life was rough and brutish
She saw my work as the bravest and truest
And though her father forbid it
We indulged in a quiet romance
Though our love was fair and true
They tried ensure we'd come to rue
So we fled town with naught but our clothes and her crown
But in the night before we sailed
They caught sight and our plans unveiled
So we fled town, but she stayed behind
I'd lose her but not my life
One night in the month of May
She came to my dreams to say
"My love, don't lose your way
Our love will find a way"