Luna Sobre Matanzas
Celia Cruz
Moon Over Matanzas
When the afternoon dies
The waves play along the coast
And on the horizon emerges the moon
Like a crystal princess
Moon over Matanzas
Ancient and flirty
That bathes with your flat
San Juan and 'Yumurí'
Moon over Matanzas
Enchantress and full
Of songs and legends
With a Guarani flavor
Majestic princess
Is your unsettling step
You look like a turban
Of diamond and ivory
Over the Cuban sky
Other moons will shine
But never any
I liked like you
Over the Cuban sky
Other moons will shine
But never any
I liked like you
