Letra de Hijo de la luna (en ingles)

Idiot the one that does not understand.

it counts a legend

that a gypsy female

it swore in to the moon

until the dawn.

crying it requested

when arriving the day

to marry I pierced.

?you will have your man,

brown skin, ?

from the sky

the Full Moon spoke.

?but in return I want

the son first

that you generate him to him.

that who his son immolates

not to be single

little it was going to want to him. ?

Moon you want to be mother

and you do not find to want

that woman does to you.

it tell me, silver moon,

what you try to do

with a skin boy.

to-have-it has, to-have-it has,

son of the moon.


of father cinnamon

a boy was born

target like the back

of an ermine,

with the gray eyes

instead of olive --

young moon albino.

? damn its stamp!

this son is of payo

and I not me the callus. ?

Moon you want to be mother

and you do not find to want

that woman does to you.

it tell me, silver moon,

what you try to do

with a skin boy.

to-have-it has, to-have-it has,

son of the moon.

Gypsy when dishonored being believed

one went to its woman,

knife in hand.

? of whom he is the son?

you have deceived to me fixed. ?

and of death it hurt it.

soon it was made to the mount

with the boy in arms

and there it left to him.

Moon you want to be mother

and you do not find to want

that woman does to you.

it tell me, silver moon,

what you try to do

with a skin boy.

to-have-it has, to-have-it has,

son of the moon.

And in the nights

that there is Full Moon

he will be because the boy

be of good.

and if the boy cries

it will diminish the moon

in order to do a cradle to him.

and if the boy cries

it will diminish the moon

in order to do a cradle to him.