Текст и перевод песни Rocío Jurado con Chayanne - Me ha dicho la luna

Me ha dicho la luna

Me ha dicho la luna que tú no la miras
Cuando te ilumina por la callejuela,
Y que tú te paras en otra ventana
Y que entre los hierros tú metes la cara,
Me ha dicho la luna que ya no la miras
Cuando te ilumina le vuelves la cara,
Me ha dicho la luna que si no la miras
Contigo se enfada.
Y también hablan los vientos
De otras huellas en los hierros
De otros hombres que se paran
En esa misma ventana
Me ha dicho la luna que si no la miras
Contigo se enfada.
Se queja la luna que si no la miras
Cuando te persigue por la callejuela.
Le he dicho a la luna que venga a avisarme
Si en esa ventana tú vuelves a pararte.
Que si tú paras en esa ventana
Y que entre sus hierros tú metes la cara,
Me ha dicho la luna que si no la miras
Contigo se enfada.
Me dice la luna que ya no la quieres
Que si no la miras tu olvido la hiere
Ay! Lo que yo diera por ser esa luna
Que te iluminara por la callejuela.
Me ha dicho la luna que ya no la miras
Cuando te ilumina le vuelves la cara,
Me ha dicho la luna que si no la miras
Contigo se enfada.
Me ha dicho la luna que si no la miras
Que se va a enfadar.

Me ha dicho la luna

The moon told me that you no longer look at it
When it shines on you through the small alleyway,
And that you stop at another window
And that you put your face through the bars,
The moon told me that you no longer look at it
When it shines on you, you turn your face away,
The moon told me that if you don't look at it
It gets angry with you.
And the winds also whisper
Of other footprints on the bars
Of other men who stop
At that same window
The moon told me that if you don't look at it
It gets angry with you.
The moon complains that if you don't look at it
When it follows you through the small alleyway.
I told the moon to come and tell me
If you stop at that window again.
That if you stop at that window
And that you put your face through its bars,
The moon told me that if you don't look at it
It gets angry with you.
The moon tells me that you no longer love it
That if you don't look at it, your neglect hurts it
Oh! What I would give to be that moon
That would shine on you through the small alleyway.
The moon told me that you no longer look at it
When it shines on you, you turn your face away,
The moon told me that if you don't look at it
It gets angry with you.
The moon told me that if you don't look at it
It will get angry.