Lua
Banda Encantu's
Moon
The moon is certainly evidence
Of the sleepless nights I lived without you
The wind brings your scent every hour
So it's hard to forget you.
To forget you.
If the moon could speak
I would want it to do me a favor
To find you and tell you
How much I suffered when I lost you.
Moon, oh moon, tell her I'm here
Crying, waiting for her to come back
Moon, oh moon, tell her I'm here
Crying, waiting for her to come back, to me.
Waiting for her to come back, to me.
