Hijo de la Luna [English translation]

Whoever fails to understand is a fool

The legend tells

That a gypsy woman

Conjured the moon until dawn

Crying, she would ask

To marry a gypsy

When the day arrived

"You will have your dark-skinned man"

From the sky spoke the full moon

"But in return I want

The firstborn son

You give birth to

Because whoever sacrifices their child

In order not to be alone

Wouldn't love him very much"

Chorus:

Moon, you want to become a mother

But you can't find who to love

That could make you a woman

Tell me, silver Moon,

What are you going to do

With a child made of flesh

Child of the Moon

From a cinnamon-skinned man was born a baby

White as the back of an ermine,

With gray eyes

Instead of olive

An albino child of the moon

"Damn you!

This child is not a gypsy

And I won't be silent about it!"

Chorus

The gypsy man, believing he was dishonored

Went to his wife, knife in hand

"Whose is this child?

You must have cheated on me!"

And he wounded her to death

Then he went to the scrubland

With the child in his arms

And he forsook it there

Chorus

And at when in the night the moon is full

It means that the child is in a good mood

And if he cries,

Then the moon shall wane

To serve as a cradle

And if he cries,

The moon shall wane

To serve as a cradle