Luna de arrabal

Boys, today that it's a clear and summery night
I invite everyone from the neighborhood to walk around,
there's a lot of light and it's because: the suburban moon
accompanies us through the streets like yesterday,
it's midnight, she sleeps and her balcony
half-open awaits for me to arrive...
next to the moan of the tuning fork
I want to raise sentimentally
the serenade of my friend the heart...

And then upon hearing the introduction
of the passionate and Creole waltz
her angelic beauty asleep
naming me, she will wake up...
Her chest will beat with emotion
her eyes will dress in another blue
and the night will put on
its bewitched finery
and you, my sweet beloved,
will tremble...

Boys, let's go because the moon wants to hear
the picturesque serenade of the suburb...
the night is warm, the neighborhood sleeps and the sky
is full of little crystal stars...
Boys, quickly! It's so beautiful to greet
the innocent sleeping bride...
The fingers on the tuning fork
will start with an 'allegro'
and then my soul will rise to her balcony...