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There were women holding rosaries On the day Manolete died Teenage girls in soft white dresses Standing silent peace respecting Groups of boys held i… - Natalie Merchant
" "There were women holding rosaries
On the day Manolete died
Teenage girls in soft white dresses
Standing silent peace respecting
Groups of boys held in their hands
The fragments of a shattered idol
The old men with their traditions challenged
Refrained from tears
Neck neck hook
Poles of wood
The Picadors stood eyes ablaze
To view the brutal contest
In the vale of years
Courage unfailing
Agility exhausted
Youth entered challenge
Reached for title shelved
The patrons in attendance
To disarm a common myth
Homage played to the victor of immortality
Cloaked in bold tones
And in the stockyard
Beasts did climb their barriers
Bid by a frenzied ring
Bred for one purpose only
To die in man's sport
Dash against the spindle
On the day Manolete died
On the day
An instant fell to wounding
On the day
Swords penetrating
On the day
Torches igniting
On the day
Flower wreaths encircling
The day
On the day
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About Natalie Merchant
Natalie Merchant (born 26 October 1963) is an American singer, song-writer, musician and poet who first gained fame in the group 10,000 Maniacs which she co-founded in 1981.
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Also Known As
Birth Name:
Natalie Anne Merchant
Native Name:
Natalie A. Merchant
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