Última Tourada Real Em Salvaterra Rodrigo Bueno (English Translation) Lyrics

Tell us the tradition
That in times long gone
The Pombal, in open war
Ended forevermore
The royal bullfights
In the squares of Salvaterra

On that day he bullfighted
Before noble nobility
The young Count of Arcos
Whose valorous blood
By unfortunate caprice
Remained in puddles in the arena

Marialva, the Marquis
Looks at the bull that destroyed
His beloved son
And says to the King, fervently
I swear to you my lord
The Count will be avenged

The King denies out of fear
But in pain and despair
The Marquis jumped into the ring
And avenges with determination
By his own hand
The blood of his lineage

Then the King, who was crying
To the waiting minister
Said: Marquis of Pombal
Never, it is ordained
There shall be in my reign
Another royal bullfight