Hijo de La Luna
Mecano (ES)
Child of The Moon
Fool who doesn't understand
The legend tells
That a gypsy female
Conjured the Moon until dawn
Crying she asked when the day came
Marry a calé
You'll have your man, brown skin woman
From the sky the full Moon spoke
But in exchange I want
The first child that you father him
Whoever immolates his son to not be alone
Little was it going to love her
Moon you want to be mother
And you can't find wanting who to make you a woman
Tell me, silver Moon
What do you intend to do with a fur child?
Child of the Moon
From a cinnamon father a child was born
White as the back of an ermine
With gray eyes instead of olive
Albino Moon child
Damn his stamp!
This son is from a payo and I don't shut it up
Moon you want to be mother
And you can't find wanting who to make you a woman
Tell me, silver Moon
What do you intend to do with a fur child?
Child of the Moon
Gypsy believing himself dishonored
He went to his wife knife in hand
Whose son is him? You have cheated on me fixed
And to death he wounded her
Then he went to the mountain with the child in his arms
And there he left him
Moon you want to be mother
And you can't find wanting who to make you a woman
Tell me, silver Moon
What do you intend to do with a fur child?
Child of the Moon
And the nights that there is a full Moon
It will be because the child is in good spirits
And if the child cries, the Moon will wane
To make him a crib
And if the child cries, the Moon will wane
To make him a crib
