Текст песни Mi Abuelito - Fernando Ortega
The
moon
is
shining
on
the
Pecos
Mountains
Like
a
blue
and
silver
dream
And
far
away
below
the
moonlit
mountains
You
are
standing
in
your
field
You
are
an
old
man,
the
earth
is
in
your
voice
And
in
the
songs
that
spill
from
your
memory
A
hoe
in
your
old
hand,
black
water
in
the
furrowed
rows
You
sing
our
lives
as
they
used
to
be
Mi
abuelito
Tomorrow
morning
we
will
carry
you
Beyond
the
village
to
a
stony
hill
And
rest
you
there
beside
your
brightest
blanket
Leaves
and
diamonds
that
you
wove
last
year
Then,
with
our
song
We
will
call
for
the
summer
stars
To
fill
the
sky
like
a
silver
dream
How
we
will
sing
As
we
hold
to
the
memory
of
your
earthen
voice
On
the
moonlit
field
Mi
abuelito
(cantaremos
de
ti
En
el
cielo
(cantaremos
de
ti)
Cantando
(cantaremos
de
ti)
Entre
la
luna
y
las
estrellas
Mi
abuelito
(cantaremos
de
ti
En
el
cielo
(cantaremos
de
ti)
Cantando
(cantaremos
de
ti)
Entre
la
luna
y
las
estrellas
(Cantaremos
de
ti)
(Cantaremos
de
ti)
(Cantaremos
de
ti)
(Entre
la
luna
y
las
estrellas)
Mi
abuelito
(cantaremos
de
ti
En
el
cielo
(cantaremos
de
ti)
Cantando
(cantaremos
de
ti)
Entre
la
luna
y
las
estrellas
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