La Luna de Un Soñador
En el principio
El verbo era dios
Y de la arena el hombre surgio
Una costilla fue suficiente
Para crear una hermosa flor
Yo te admiraba en ciencia ficcion
Cuando eras bella durmiente
Mi amor
Cuando de niña te llamabas alicia
En tu extraño pais
Ahi estaba yo
Y hasta cuando fuiste virgen maria
Te entregue el corazon
Cuando el amor y la esperanza del mundo
De tu vientre nacio
Nacio tu esencia
Porque suenas perfecta en mi voz
Porque fuiste del poeta inspiracion
De don juan la aventura
Del quijote la locura
Ideal
Dios te bendiga
Siempre has luchado por la igualdad
Por el respeto y tu dignidad
Sobreviviendo a sociedades
Machistas
No ha sido facil
Pero aqui estas
Caminando de prisa
Coqueteando con la brisa
Te iras
A conquistar tu destino
Escribiendo en el camino
Tu vendras
Nacio tu esencia
Porque suenas perfecta en mi voz
Porque fuiste del poeta inspiracion
He sentir tristeza por tu adios
Diste tierna mi deseo en tentacion
Porque fuiste del poeta inspiracion
De don juan la aventura
Del quijote la locura
Ideal
Dios te bendiga
Para mi eres cancion
La musa de un escultor
El lienzo para el pintor
La luna de un soñador
Porque suenas perfecta en mi voz
Y yo creo que para mi eres lo mejor
Fuiste madre de pinillas
Todo lo que quedo yo
Simplemente
Yo quiero ser tu amor
The Dreamer's Moon
In the beginning
The word was god
And from the sand, man emerged
A rib was enough
To create a beautiful flower
I admired you in science fiction
When you were sleeping beauty
My love
When as a child you were called Alice
In your strange country
There I was
And even when you were Virgin Mary
I gave you my heart
When the love and hope of the world
From your womb was born
Your essence was born
Why do you sound perfect in my voice
Because you were the poet's inspiration
Of Don Juan's adventure
Of Quixote's madness
Ideal
God bless you
You have always fought for equality
For respect and your dignity
Surviving in societies
Machistas
It hasn't been easy
But here you are
Walking quickly
Flirting with the breeze
You will go
To conquer your destiny
Writing on the way
You will come
Your essence was born
Why do you sound perfect in my voice
Because you were the poet's inspiration
I feel sadness for your goodbye
You gave tenderly my desire in temptation
Because you were the poet's inspiration
Of Don Juan's adventure
Of Quixote's madness
Ideal
God bless you
To me, you are a song
The muse of a sculptor
The canvas for the painter
The dreamer's moon
Why do you sound perfect in my voice
And I believe that for me you are the best
You were the mother of Pinillas
All that was left of me
Simply
I want to be your love
Escrita por: Jorge Luis Chacin