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Full Moon

Mercedes Sosa

Luna Llena

Era la luna llena que asomaba
Su carita en la cordillera
Eran los mil colores
Que tenía tu carita en la noche aquella

Era tu color lo que sentía
O era que tal vez, ya no sería
Quién soy

Era la luna llena que asomaba
Su carita en la cordillera
Eran los mil colores
Que tenía tu carita en la noche aquella

Era tu color lo que sentía
O era que tal vez, ya no sería
Quién soy

Era la luna llena que asomaba
Su carita en la cordillera
Eran los mil colores
Que tenía tu carita en la noche aquella

Era la luna llena que asomaba
Su carita en la cordillera
Eran los mil colores
Que tenía tu carita en la noche aquella

Era tu color lo que sentía
O era que tal vez ya no sería
Quién soy

Full Moon

It was the full moon that appeared
Its little face in the mountain range
They were the thousand colors
That your little face had on that night

It was your color that I felt
Or was it maybe that I wouldn't be
Who I am

It was the full moon that appeared
Its little face in the mountain range
They were the thousand colors
That your little face had on that night

It was your color that I felt
Or was it maybe that I wouldn't be
Who I am

It was the full moon that appeared
Its little face in the mountain range
They were the thousand colors
That your little face had on that night

It was the full moon that appeared
Its little face in the mountain range
They were the thousand colors
That your little face had on that night

It was your color that I felt
Or was it maybe that I wouldn't be
Who I am

Escrita por: Nelson Araya