Hijo De La Luna

Foolish is the one who doesn't understand
a legend is told
that a gypsy woman
conjured the moon until dawn
weeping, she begged
as the day arrived
to marry a gypsy man.

-You will have your man, dark-skinned
-the full moon spoke from the sky-
but in return, I want
the first child
that you bear him.
For she who sacrifices her child
to not be alone
will not love him much.

Moon, you want to be a mother
and can't find love
to make you a woman.
Tell me, silver moon
what do you intend
to do with a child of skin.
Ah, ah, son of the moon.

From a cinnamon father was born a child
white as the back of an ermine
with gray eyes
instead of olive
albino son of the moon.
-Cursed be his appearance!
This child is from a non-gypsy
and I won't keep quiet about it!

Moon, you want to be a mother!
and can't find love
to make you a woman.
Tell me, silver moon
what do you intend
to do with a child of skin.
Ah, ah, son of the moon.

The gypsy, feeling dishonored,
went to his wife, knife in hand:
-Whose child is this
you've deceived me for sure!
... and he wounded her to death.
Then he went to the mountain
with the child in his arms
and there he abandoned him.

-Moon, you want to be a mother
and can't find love
to make you a woman.
Tell me, silver moon,
what do you intend
to do with a child of skin.
Ah, ah, son of the moon.

And on nights with a full moon,
it will be because the child is in good spirits
and if the child cries,
the moon will wane
to make him a cradle.
And if the child cries,
the moon will wane
to make him a cradle.