Out they come with a big bang and a crash of hooves Run up a street and heart beating to the dozen For although they look strong and tough they are really big babies Looking for love. They run them up to a big big square with everyone jostling them and without a care Without a care for what happens to my beautiful animals they call them Toros Of San Fermin If only I could let them loose and take them back where they had bin
She used to watch him through the palings
He was tied up on a long leash
He was beautiful and white and swishing his tail
Munching grass, munching grass
She used to watch this Pit Pony through the palings
Palings at the bottom of the Garden
He was so lovely to look and how much he enjoyed his freedom
He used to play all on his own and would sometimes look at her
And say "hello"
She admired this white horse she loved watching him being free
Being free, being free just like you just like me.
Watching the Moon shine with all her lovely light
He stood free, he stood proud
He was strong and powerful full of fight
He passed peaceful days in the Sun and the shade
But they caught him they caught him now he was no longer free
No more Moon, no more Sun and no more shade
No more cool water and nice green grass to eat
How I wish that they would leave these animals be.
Cruelty to animals its my silent protest about what they do in the name of entertaining others.