Tonto el que no entienda
cuenta una leyenda
que una hembra gitana
conjurÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂó a la luna hasta el amanecer
llorando pedÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂa
al llegar el dÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂa
desposar un calÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂé
tendrÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂás a tu hombre piel morena
desde el cielo hablÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂó la luna llena
pero a cambio quiero
el hijo primero
que le engendres a ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂél
que quien su hijo inmola
para no estar sola
poco le iba a querer
estribillo
Luna quieres ser madre
y no encuentras querer
que te haga mujer
dime luna de plata
quÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂé pretendes hacer
con un niÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂño de piel
Hijo de la Luna
De padre canela naciÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂó un niÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂño
blanco como el lomo de un armiÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂño
con los ojos grises
en vez de aceituna
niÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂño albino de luna
maldita su estampa
este hijo es de un payo
y yo no me lo cayo
estribillo
Gitano al creerse deshonrado
se fue a su mujer cuchillo en mano
ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÿde quiÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂén es el hijo?
me has engaÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂñao fijo
y de muerte la hiriÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂó
luego se hizo al monte
con el niÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂño en brazos
y allÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂàle abandonÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂó
estribillo
Y en las noches que haya luna llena
serÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂá porque el niÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂño estÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂé de buenas
y si el niÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂño llora
menguarÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂá la luna
para hacerle una cuna
y si el niÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂño llora
menguarÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂá 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