Niña Luna

Moon...
the little girl who walked in the air
giving latitude kisses to the water
so alive so sacred so sensual
so alive so eager she told me
the little towns she flew over
from north to south from Argentina to Havana
so alive so sacred so sensual
so alive so sacred...

Moon...
take me with your eyes of distance
to retrace the time of childhood
from Santa Rosa to freedom
from Santa Rosa to the Cross of Dawn
the little towns her feet kissedrom north to south from ice to savannah
so alive so sacred so sensual
so alive so sacred...

So sacred...
little moon, new moon
mother earth companion
old moon, new moon
companion of my eyes