Giraluna, Girasol
Cantoalegre
Giraluna, Sunflower
The Sun lives in his house
The sky is his roof
There in his house he sleeps
Then he gets up
And step by step
He reaches the door
He peeks out
Then the day dawns
The Sun is always resting
Sitting on his little bench he spends the day
Then he gets up
And step by step
He reaches the door, closes it
Then it gets dark
Turn around Moon, turn around sunflower
Turn, the Moon is turning with the Sun
Turn around Moon, turn around sunflower
Turn, the Moon is turning with the Sun
The Moon wears a shirt and the Sun a jacket
The Moon gives him a kiss and the Sun gives her a flower
The flirtatious Moon has put on a brooch
The Sun has no hair, he wears a wig
Turn around Moon, turn around sunflower
Turn, the Moon is turning with the Sun
Turn around Moon, turn around sunflower
Turn, the Moon is turning with the Sun
Early in the morning the Moon went to look for the Sun
The Sun is waiting for her sitting in his armchair
Suddenly the Moon gave him a strong squeeze
And the Sun was so scared that he disappeared
Turn around Moon, turn around sunflower
Turn, the Moon is turning with the Sun
Turn around Moon, turn around sunflower
Turn, the Moon is turning with the Sun
The Moon keeps turning
After seeing the Sun
The Sun is left alone, the Moon said goodbye
The Moon keeps walking singing her song
The Sun remains always shining with love
Turn around Moon, turn around sunflower
Turn, the Moon is turning with the Sun
Turn around Moon, turn around sunflower
Turn, the Moon is turning with the Sun
