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Текст песни Sarah Brightman - Hijo de la luna

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Tonto el que no entienda.Cuenta una leyendaQue una hembra gitanaConjur a la lunaHasta el amanecer.Llorando pedaAl llegar el daDesposar un cal."Tendrs a tu hombre,Piel morena,"Desde el cieloHabl la luna llena."Pero a cambio quieroEl hijo primeroQue le engendres a l.Que quien su hijo inmolaPara no estar solaPoco le iba a querer."Estribillo: Luna quieres ser madreY no encuentras quererQue te haga mujer.Dime, luna de plata,Qu pretendes hacerCon un ni?o de piel.A-ha-ha, a-ha-ha, Hijo de la luna.De padre canelaNaci un ni?oBlanco como el lomoDe un armi?o,Con los ojos grisesEn vez de aceituna --Ni?o albino de luna."?Maldita su estampa!Este hijo es de un payoY 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 enga?ado fijo."Y de muerte la hiri.Luego se hizo al monteCon el ni?o en brazosY all le abandono.Estribillo Y en las nochesQue haya luna llenaSer porque el ni?oEst de buenas.Y si el ni?o lloraMenguar la lunaPara hacerle una cuna.Y si el ni?o lloraMenguar la luna Para hacerle una cuna.Translation:Son of the moon Foolish is he who doesn`t understand.A legend tells of a gipsy womanWho pleaded with the moon until dawn.Weeping, she begged for a gipsy manTo marry the following day."You`ll have your man, tawny skin,"Said the full moon from the sky."But in return I want the first childThat you have with him.Because she who sacrifices her childSo that she is not alone,Isn`t likely to love him very much."Chorus:Moon, you want to be mother,But you cannot find a loveWho makes you a woman.Tell me, silver moon,What you intend to doWith a child of flesh.A-ha-ha, a-ha-ha,Son of the moon.From a cinnamon-skinned fatherA son was born,White as the back of an ermine,With grey eyes instead of olive --Moon`s albino child."Damn his appearance!This is not a gipsy man`s sonAnd I will not put up with that."Chorus Believing to be dishonoured,The gipsy went to his wife,A knife in his hand."Whose son is this?You`ve certainly fooled me!"And he wounded her mortally.Then he went to the woodlandsWith the child in his armsAnd left it behind there.Chorus And the nights the moon is fullIt is because the childIs in a good mood.And if the child cries,The moon wanesTo make him a cradle.And if the child cries,The moon wanesTo make him a cradle.

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