Sarah Brightman - Hijo De La Luna English translation lyrics

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Son of the Moon

Foolish who doesn't understand
Tells a legend
That a gypsy woman
Conjured to the moon until sunrise
Crying she was asking
Coming the day
To marry a gypsy man

You you have your man of dark skin
From heaven spoke the full moon
But in return I want
The first son
That you beget from him
Whoever sacrifices his son
Not to be alone
Would barely love him

Moon wants to be mother
And you don't find a lover
Who can make you woman
Tell me silver moon
what do you expect to do
with a kid of skin
Son of the moon
From a cinnamon father a boy was born
White as the back of an ermine
With the eyes grey
Instead of olive
Albino boy of moon
Damn his stamp
This son is from a non-gipsy
And I won't shut up

Gypsy man believing himself dishonred
Went to his woman knife in hand
Who's son is this?
You've cheated on me permanently
And he hurted her to dead
Then he went to the mount
With the kid in his arms
And he abandoned him there

And in the nights with full moon
It will be because the kid is in a good mood
Aand if the boy cries
The moon will lessen
To make him a cradle
And if the boy cries
The moon will lessen
To make him a cradle

Hijo De La Luna

Tonto el que no entienda.

Cuenta una leyenda
Que una hembra gitana
Conjuró a la luna
Hasta el amanecer.
Llorando pedía
Al llegar el día
Desposar un calé.


"Tendrás a tu hombre,
Piel morena,"
Desde el cielo
Habló la luna llena.
"Pero a cambio quiero
El hijo primero
Que le engendres a él.
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,
Qué pretendes hacer
Con un niño de piel.
A-ha-ha, a-ha-ha, 
Hijo de la luna.


De padre canela
Nació un niño
Blanco como el lomo
De un armiño,
Con los ojos grises
En vez de aceituna --
Niño albino de luna.
"¡Maldita su estampa!
Este hijo es de un payo
Y yo no me lo callo."


Estribillo 

Gitano al creerse deshonrado,
Se fue a su mujer,
Cuchillo en mano.
"¿De quien es el hijo?
Me has engañado fijo."
Y de muerte la hirió.
Luego se hizo al monte
Con el niño en brazos
Y allí le abandono.


Estribillo 

Y en las noches
Que haya luna llena
Será porque el niño
Esté de buenas.
Y si el niño llora
Menguará la luna
Para hacerle una cuna.
Y si el niño llora
Menguará la luna 
Para hacerle una cuna

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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: EMI, EMI

Details:

Released in: 2000

Language: Spanish

Translations: English , Dutch

Appearing on: La Luna (Europe edition) (2000) , La Luna (Barnes & Noble Edition) (2000) , La Luna (us Version) (2000) , Greatest Hits (2004) , The Very Best Of Sarah Brightman (2004) , Phantom Of The Opera (2006) , Classics The Best Of Sarah Brightman (2006) , The Best Of (2006)

Submitted by Walter at Tuesday 25th of December 2007 02:16

Translation submitted by Walter at Wednesday 24th of October 2012 20:11

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