Hijo De La Luna Lyrics

Tonto el que no entienda
cuenta una leyenda
que una hembra gitana
conjur� a la luna hasta el amanecer
llorando ped�a
al llegar el d�a
desposar un cal�
tendr�s a tu hombre piel morena
desde el cielo habl� la luna llena
pero a cambio quiero
el hijo primero
que le engendres a �l
que quien su hijo inmola
para no estar sola
poco le iba a querer

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Luna quieres ser madre
y no encuentras querer
que te haga mujer
dime luna de plata
qu� pretendes hacer
con un ni�o de piel
Hijo de la Luna

De padre canela naci� un ni�o
blanco como el lomo de un armi�o
con los ojos grises
en vez de aceituna
ni�o albino de luna
maldita su estampa
este hijo es de un payo
y yo no me lo cayo

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Gitano al creerse deshonrado
se fue a su mujer cuchillo en mano
�de qui�n es el hijo?
me has enga�ao fijo
y de muerte la hiri�
luego se hizo al monte
con el ni�o en brazos
y all� le abandon�

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Y en las noches que haya luna llena
ser� porque el ni�o est� de buenas
y si el ni�o llora
menguar� la luna
para hacerle una cuna
y si el ni�o llora
menguar� la luna
para hacerle una cuna

English Translation

A fool is he who doesn't understand
a legend tells
that a gypsy woman
implored the moon
weeping, she begged till dawn
to marry a gypsy man
"you'll have your brown-skin man"
spoke the full moon from the sky
"but in retun I want the
the first child
that you have with him,"
one who sacrifices her child
in order not to be alone
is not going
to love it very much

Moon you want to be mother
and you can't find a love
who makes you a woman.
Tell me, moon of silver
what you intend to do
with a child of flesh
ahhh, ahhh
Son of the Moon

From a cinnamon-skinned father a son
was born
white like an ermine's belly
with gray eyes
instead of olive,
moon's albino son
"Dam his appearence!
This is not a gypsy man's son
and you won't get away with this"

Moon you want to be mother
and you can't find a love
who makes you a woman.
Tell me, moon of silver
what you intend to do
with a child of flesh
ahhh, ahhh
Son of the Moon

the qypsy believing himself dishonored
went to his wife, knife in hand
"Whose son in this?
I am sure yu have decieved me!"
and he stabbed her to death
then he went to the mountain
with the child in his arms
and abandoned it there

Moon you want to be mother
and you can't find a love
who makes you a woman.
Tell me, moon of silver
what you intend to do
with a child of flesh
ahhh, ahhh
Son of the Moon

And on nights when the moon is full
it's because the child is happy
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