Lyrics ; Fool who does not get it A legend tells A gipsy woman Conjured the moon until dawn Crying she would asked, when day came To marry a gypsy You will have your man, dark skin From the sky emerge full moon But in return I want the first born That you beget to him Cause she who burns her son not to be alone Little would she love him Moon wants to be a mother And you don't find love that makes you woman Tell me, silver moon What will you do with a child of skin A-ha-ha, a-ha-ha Son of the moon From a cinnamon father a child was born As white as an ermine's back With gray eyes instead of olive Albino child of moon Curse his stamp!, that is a payo's child And I won't keep it shut Moon wants to be a mother And you don't find love that makes you woman Tell me, silver moon What will you do with a child of skin A-ha-ha, a-ha-ha Son of the moon Gypsy to think himself dishonored Attacked his woman, knife in hand Whose son this is? You've clearly cheated And deathly wounded her Then to the forest he went carrying the child And there he left him Moon wants to be a mother And you don't find love that makes you woman Tell me, silver moon What will you do with a child of skin A-ha-ha, a-ha-ha Son of the moon And on nights where there is full moon Will be cause the child's good mood And if the child cries, the moon shall wax To make him a cradle And if the child cries, the moon shall wax To make him a cradle
Lyrics ;
Fool who does not get it
A legend tells
A gipsy woman
Conjured the moon until dawn
Crying she would asked, when day came
To marry a gypsy
You will have your man, dark skin
From the sky emerge full moon
But in return I want the first born
That you beget to him
Cause she who burns her son not to be alone
Little would she love him
Moon wants to be a mother
And you don't find love that makes you woman
Tell me, silver moon
What will you do with a child of skin
A-ha-ha, a-ha-ha
Son of the moon
From a cinnamon father a child was born
As white as an ermine's back
With gray eyes instead of olive
Albino child of moon
Curse his stamp!, that is a payo's child
And I won't keep it shut
Moon wants to be a mother
And you don't find love that makes you woman
Tell me, silver moon
What will you do with a child of skin
A-ha-ha, a-ha-ha
Son of the moon
Gypsy to think himself dishonored
Attacked his woman, knife in hand
Whose son this is? You've clearly cheated
And deathly wounded her
Then to the forest he went carrying the child
And there he left him
Moon wants to be a mother
And you don't find love that makes you woman
Tell me, silver moon
What will you do with a child of skin
A-ha-ha, a-ha-ha
Son of the moon
And on nights where there is full moon
Will be cause the child's good mood
And if the child cries, the moon shall wax
To make him a cradle
And if the child cries, the moon shall wax
To make him a cradle
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