Luna negra
Jorge Drexler
Black Moon
Four white stars on a black background
is the Southern Cross.
A black moon on a white background
is your mole
and I can't even look at the sky
without naming you,
I can't see nightfall
without remembering you.
Three white Marys are crossing
a charcoal-colored sky.
Your black eyes hit the target
of my heart
and I reaching for the sky every time
I looked at you,
I playing this song
while remembering you.
Hey hey, hey hey...
Fly in the wind
this song,
fly crossing the night,
crossing the path to your heart.
