The sun licks
Glen is not nap time,
at this time in the meadow, two bulls
measure their forces.
Aceitunera, the oldest
lunges toward his brother,
embraced by the horns,
kiss the mud together and bulls
Exhausted after measuring their forces,
marked both with blood,
humiliate the end the heads. Once the
Combate
be oyen them crickets sing, and
was the day laborers are
recogiendo Wheat.
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