Hijo de la Luna [English translation]

Foolish is he who does not understand

A legend tells

That a female gyspy

Invoked the moon until dawn

Crying she asked

At the break of dawn

To marry a gyspy man

"You'll have your man, dark skin,"

Spoke the full moon from the sky

"But in exchange I want

The first son

That you'll have with him

Because whoever sacrifices their son

To not be alone

Would likely not love him very much."

Moon, you want to be a mother

And you cant find a love

That can make you a woman

Tell me, silver moon

What do you intend to do

With a child of flesh?

Son of the moon.

From a cinnamon skinned father a child was born

White as the back of an ermine

With grey eyes

Instead of olive coloured

An albino boy of the moon

"Damn his appearance!

This is a non-gypsy man's child

And I won't stand for it!"

(Chorus)

The gyspy man, believing himself to be dishonoured

Went to his wife, a knife in hand

"Who's is this child?

You have fooled me well!"

And then he mortally wounded her.

Then he went to the hill

With the child in his arms

And he abandoned him there.

(Chorus)

And in the nights when there's a full moon

It will probably be beacause the child is in a good mood

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.