Luna de Abril
Luis Alberto Spinetta
April Moon
The April moon lives in the air
The sky never tires as it departs
And beyond the embankment
The screen of cruel cities
The April moon sees everything
She follows the waves that must go
And if a love awaits you in the end
You can tell the moon...
Serene moon over the souls, take me
The April moon lives in the air
She shines and shines and doesn't know how to sleep
And beyond the embankment
The screen of cruel cities
Serene moon over the souls
Take me...
