Los Aretes de La Luna
Los aretes que le faltan, a la luna
Los tengo guardados, para hacerte un collar
Los halle, una mañana, en la bruma
Cuando caminaba, junto al inmenso mar
Privilegio, que agradezco al cielo
Porque ningún poeta, los pudo encontrar
Yo los guardo, en un cofre dorado
Son mi única fortuna, y te los voy a dar
Los aretes que le faltan, a la luna
Los tengo guardados, en el fondo del mar
Privilegio, que agradezco al cielo
Porque ningún poeta, los pudo encontrar
Yo los guardo, en un cofre dorado
Son mi única fortuna, y te los voy a dar
Ay, los aretes que le faltan, a la luna
Los tengo guardados, en el fondo del mar
The Moon's Earrings
The earrings that the moon is missing
I have them stored, to make you a necklace
I found them one morning, in the mist
When I was walking, by the immense sea
Privilege, that I thank the sky for
Because no poet could find them
I keep them in a golden chest
They are my only fortune, and I will give them to you
The earrings that the moon is missing
I have them stored, at the bottom of the sea
Privilege, that I thank the sky for
Because no poet could find them
I keep them in a golden chest
They are my only fortune, and I will give them to you
Oh, the earrings that the moon is missing
I have them stored, at the bottom of the sea