Hijo de La Luna

Fool who doesn't understand
The legend tells
That a gypsy female
Conjured the Moon until dawn
Crying she asked when the day came
Marry a calé

You'll have your man, brown skin woman
From the sky the full Moon spoke
But in exchange I want
The first child that you father him
Whoever immolates his son to not be alone
Little was it going to love her

Moon you want to be mother
And you can't find wanting who to make you a woman
Tell me, silver Moon
What do you intend to do with a fur child?

Child of the Moon

From a cinnamon father a child was born
White as the back of an ermine
With gray eyes instead of olive
Albino Moon child
Damn his stamp!
This son is from a payo and I don't shut it up

Moon you want to be mother
And you can't find wanting who to make you a woman
Tell me, silver Moon
What do you intend to do with a fur child?

Child of the Moon

Gypsy believing himself dishonored
He went to his wife knife in hand
Whose son is him? You have cheated on me fixed
And to death he wounded her
Then he went to the mountain with the child in his arms
And there he left him

Moon you want to be mother
And you can't find wanting who to make you a woman
Tell me, silver Moon
What do you intend to do with a fur child?

Child of the Moon

And the nights that there is 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 crib
And if the child cries, the Moon will wane
To make him a crib