Сын луны - Hijo De La Luna (на английском) | Текст песни

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Don't misunderstand me,
and wait until the ending
of a gypsy legend
telling 'bout a woman
who prays to Moon in the sky.
Crying, she was asking,
pleading until sunrise to
marry today.

You will have your husband, darker skin but, you will have to promise," said the Moon, "that the first son he gives you will be mine at want, and that's the price you shall pay. If you sacrifice him not to be alone, then you would barely love him.

Moon, You want to be mother,
When You can't find a love,
sowhat will You do?
Tell me silvery Moon,
what will happen to You
with a kid made of skin?
aaaaa....aaaaaaaaa.......
Figlio della luna.
So a boy was born from the dark father, but his skin was pale as snow in winter. His eyes weren't olive, as the Moon had sweared, said he was Son of the Moon. 'This is a betrayal; he isn't my son and you, you dishonoured my name.'

Moon, You want to be mother,
but You can't find a love,
so what will You do?
Tell me silvery Moon,
what will happen to You
with a kid made of skin?
aaaaa....aaaaaaaaa.......
Figlio della luna.

Man was made unconscious by his anger, grabbed the woman violently, knife in hand and, shouted with a cymbal, 'How dare you deceive me?' Then he hurt her to death. Holding small albino, he went to the mountain, and abandoned him there.

Moon, You want to be mother,
When You can't find a love,
so what will You do?
Tell me silvery Moon,
what will happen to You
with a kid made of skin?
aaaaa....aaaaaaaaa.......
Figlio della luna.

If the Moon becomes full, son is sleeping. But if She is half then he'll be weeping. So She'll be his cradle, lower then diminish, and embrace him again. So She'll be his cradle, lower then diminish, and embrace him again