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Lyrics:
Don’t misunderstand me
And wait until the ending
Of a gypsy legend
Telling that a woman
praised the moon in the sky
Crying she was asking
To wait until the sunrise
To be married the day
You will have your
husband darkest skin but
You will have to promise
said the moon that
The first son he gives you
Will be mine, I want him
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
But you can’t find a lover
So what will you do?
Tell me silvery moon
What will happen to you
With a kid made of skin?
A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a
A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a
Hijo de la 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 man expected
He was son of the moon
This is a betrayal!
He isn’t my son and
You dishonored my name!
Moon you want to be mother
But you can’t find a lover
So what will you do?
Tell me silvery moon
What will happen to you
With a kid made of skin?
A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a
A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a
Hijo de la luna
Man was made unconscious by his anger
Grabbed the woman violently
knife in hand and
Shouted “Whose is this son through?
How dare you deceive me?”
And he hurt her to death.
Holding small albino
He ran to a mountain
And abandoned him there
Moon you want to be mother
But you can’t find a lover
So what will you do?
Tell me silvery moon
What will happen to you
With a kid made of skin?
A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a
A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a
Hijo de la 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
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