Fool who does not understand
The history tells
that a gypsy female
conjured the moon
until sunrise
crying asked
when the day arrives
marry a calé

"You'll have your man,
brown skin"
From the sky he spoke
full moon
"But in return I want
son first
you beget him
That who his son immolates
To not be alone
I wasn't going to love him very much"

Luna, do you want to be a mother?
And you don't find love
make you a woman
tell me silver moon
what do you intend to do
with a fur child?
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
Child of the moon

Cinnamon father
a boy was born
white as the loin
of an ermine
with gray eyes
instead of olive
albino moon child
"Damn your stamp,
this son is from a payo
And I didn't drop it"

Luna, do you want to be a mother?
And you don't find love
make you a woman
tell me silver moon
what do you intend to do
with a fur child?
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
Child of the moon

Gypsy believing himself dishonored
He went to his wife
knife in hand
"Whose son is it?
You have deceived me 'fixed'
And he wounded her to death
Then he went to the mountain
with the child in her arms
And there he left him

Luna, do you want to be a mother?
And you don't find love
make you a woman
tell me silver moon
what do you intend to do
with a fur child?
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
Child of the moon

And the nights that there are
full moon
Is it because the child
be of good
And if the child cries
the moon will wane
to make a cradle
And if the child cries
the moon will wane
to make a cradle