Jorge Drexler — La luna de Rasquí song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "La luna de Rasquí" by Jorge Drexler.
Lyrics
Yo miraba la luna de Rasquí
Tumbado en la arena blanca
Yo miraba la luna de Rasquí
Tumbado en la arena blanca
Y la luna me hablaba solo a mí
La luna me hablaba solo a mí
La luna me hablaba solo a mí
La luna me hablaba solo a mí
Me decía la luna de Rasquí:
«estás en arena santa»
Me decía la luna de Rasquí:
«estás en arena santa»
«Y la pena no llega hasta aquí»
«La pena no llega hasta aquí»
«Y la pena no llega hasta aquí»
«La pena no llega hasta aquí»
Yo miraba la luna de Rasquí
Tumbado en la arena blanca
Yo miraba la luna de Rasquí
Tumbado en la arena blanca
Y la luna me hablaba solo a mí
La luna me hablaba solo a mí
La luna me hablaba solo a mí
La luna (yo juraría)
Me estaba hablando !
La luna (yo juraría)
Me estaba hablando !
Como al Loco Juan Carabina
Las noches de San Fernando
Como al Loco Juan Carabina
Las noches de San Fernando
La pena, que todo lo ve Con su microscopio
De desasosiego
La pena, aquí, creo que
¡Tiene un punto ciego!
Yo miraba la luna de Rasquí
Tumbado en la arena blanca
Yo miraba la luna de Rasquí
Tumbado en la arena blanca
Y la luna me hablaba solo a mí
La luna me hablaba solo a mí
La luna me hablaba solo a mí
Luna, luna, luna llena
Toma en tu mano, la mía
Toma en tu mano, la mía
Llévame adonde te canta,
Mirándote, Simón Díaz
Mirándote, Simón Díaz
Lyrics translation
I was looking at Scratch's Moon
Lying on the white sand
I was looking at Scratch's Moon
Lying on the white sand
And the Moon spoke only to me
The Moon spoke only to me
The Moon spoke only to me
The Moon spoke only to me
He called me the moon of scratch:
"you're in Holy sand»
He called me the moon of scratch:
"you're in Holy sand»
"And the pain doesn't come this far»
"Grief doesn't come this far»
"And the pain doesn't come this far»
"Grief doesn't come this far»
I was looking at Scratch's Moon
Lying on the white sand
I was looking at Scratch's Moon
Lying on the white sand
And the Moon spoke only to me
The Moon spoke only to me
The Moon spoke only to me
The moon (I would swear)
He was talking to me !
The moon (I would swear)
He was talking to me !
Like crazy Juan Carabina
The nights of San Fernando
Like crazy Juan Carabina
The nights of San Fernando
Pity, he sees everything with his microscope
Of anxiety
Pity, here, I think
He's got a blind spot!
I was looking at Scratch's Moon
Lying on the white sand
I was looking at Scratch's Moon
Lying on the white sand
And the Moon spoke only to me
The Moon spoke only to me
The Moon spoke only to me
Moon, Moon, Full Moon
Take mine in your hand
Take mine in your hand
Take me where she sings to you,
Looking At You, Simon Diaz
Looking At You, Simon Diaz