Camino de Luna

From Corral to Valdivia,
while the afternoon falls asleep,
along a moonlit path,
I'm sailing up the waters.

Along a silver path,
my boat goes on the river.
It's the moon bathing
in the night and in the cold.

In the Calle-Calle river,
the moon is bathing,
bathing naked
and dressed in foam.

I'm singing along the river
while the moon bathes.
The night sings with me
and I sing with my soul.

Music. (Guitar)

I come from Niebla and Amargos
and I am surprised,
because I haven't seen clouds,
nor have I known bitterness.

In the water, whimsical reflections appear,
it's the light of the stars,
falling asleep little by little.

In the Calle-Calle river,
the moon is bathing,
bathing naked
and dressed in foam.

I'm singing along the river
while the moon bathes.
The night sings with me
and I sing with my soul.