La Luna de Rasquí
Yo miraba la luna de Rasquí
Tumbado en la arena blanca
Y la luna me hablaba solo a mí
La luna me hablaba solo a mí
Me decía la luna de Rasquí:
"estás en arena santa"
"Y la pena no llega hasta aquí"
"La pena no llega hasta aquí"
Yo miraba la luna de Rasquí
Tumbado en la arena blanca
Y la luna me hablaba solo a mí
La luna me hablaba solo a mí
La luna (yo juraría)
Me estaba hablando!
Como al Loco Juan Carabina
Las noches de San Fernando
La pena, que todo lo ve
Con su microscopio
De desasosiego
La pena, aquí, creo que
¡Tiene un punto ciego!
Yo miraba la luna de Rasquí
Tumbado en la arena blanca
Y la luna me hablaba solo a mí
La luna me hablaba solo a mí
Luna, luna, luna llena
Toma en tu mano, la mía
Llévame adonde te canta
Mirándote, Simón Díaz
The Moon of Rasquí
I was looking at the moon of Rasquí
Lying on the white sand
And the moon was talking to me alone
The moon was talking to me alone
The moon of Rasquí told me:
'you are on holy sand'
'And sorrow doesn't reach here'
'Sorrow doesn't reach here'
I was looking at the moon of Rasquí
Lying on the white sand
And the moon was talking to me alone
The moon was talking to me alone
The moon (I would swear)
Was talking to me!
Like Crazy Juan Carabina
On the nights of San Fernando
Sorrow, that sees everything
With its microscope
Of unease
Sorrow, here, I think
Has a blind spot!
I was looking at the moon of Rasquí
Lying on the white sand
And the moon was talking to me alone
The moon was talking to me alone
Moon, moon, full moon
Take my hand in yours
Take me where you sing
Looking at you, Simón Díaz
Escrita por: Jorge Drexler