A fool is he who doesn't understand<br />a legend tells<br />that a gypsy woman<br />implored the moon<br />weeping, she begged till dawn<br />to marry a gypsy man<br />"you'll have your brown-skin man"<br />spoke the full moon from the sky<br />"but in retun I want the<br />the first child<br />that you have with him,"<br />one who sacrifices her child<br />in order not to be alone<br />is not going<br />to love it very much<br /><br />Moon you want to be mother<br />and you can't find a love<br />who makes you a woman.<br />Tell me, moon of silver<br />what you intend to do<br />with a child of flesh<br />ahhh, ahhh<br />Son of the Moon<br /><br />From a cinnamon-skinned father a son<br />was born<br />white like an ermine's belly<br />with gray eyes<br />instead of olive,<br />moon's albino son<br />"Dam his appearence!<br />This is not a gypsy man's son<br />and you won't get away with this"<br /><br />And on nights when the moon is full<br />it's because the child is happy<br />and if the child cries<br />the moon will wane<br />to make him a cradle<br />and if the child cries<br />the moon will wane to make him a cradle
