Lyrics of La Luna y el Toro - El Matador

La Luna y el Toro - El Matador
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La Luna y el Toro, artist - El Matador. Album song La Luna y el Toro (Made In Spain), in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 07.05.2014
Record label: Contraseña
Song language: Spanish

La Luna y el Toro

(original)
La luna se esta peinando
En los espejos del río
Y un toro la esta mirando
Entre la jara escondido
Cuando llega la alegre mañana
Y la luna se escapa del río
Y el torito se mete en el agua
Envistiendole haber quien se ha ido
Y ese toro enamorado de la luna
Que abandona por la noche la manada
Y es pintado de amapola y aceituna
Y le puso campanero el mayoral
Los romeros de los montes le besan la frente
Las estrellas y luceros lo bañan de plata
Y el torito que es bravío y de casta valiente
Abanicos de colores parecen sus patas
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la
Los romeros de los montes le besan la frente
Las estrellas y luceros lo bañan de plata
Y el torito que es bravío y de casta valiente
Abanicos de colores parecen sus patas
La luna sale esta noche
Con una gravata de cola
Y el toro la está mirando
Entre la jara y las sombras
En la cara del agua del rio
Donde duerme la luna lunera
El torito de casta bravío
La vigila como un centinela
Y ese toro enamorado de la luna
Que abandona por la noche la manada
Y es pintado de amapola y aceituna
Y le puso campanero el mayoral
Los romeros de los montes le besan la frente
Las estrellas y luceros lo bañan de plata
Y el torito que es bravío y de casta valiente
Abanicos de colores parecen sus patas
Y abanico de colores parecen sus patas
(translation)
the moon is combing
In the mirrors of the river
And a bull is looking at her
Among the rockrose hidden
When the joyous morning comes
And the moon escapes from the river
And the little bull gets into the water
Envisiendole there is someone who has gone
And that bull in love with the moon
That he leaves the herd at night
And he is painted poppy and olive
And the mayoral named him a bell ringer
The pilgrims from the mountains kiss his forehead
The stars and stars bathe it in silver
And the little bull that is brave and of brave caste
Colored fans look like their legs
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The pilgrims from the mountains kiss his forehead
The stars and stars bathe it in silver
And the little bull that is brave and of brave caste
Colored fans look like their legs
the moon rises tonight
With a cola gravata
And the bull is looking at her
Between the jara and the shadows
In the face of the river water
Where the moon sleeps
The brave casta bull
He watches over her like a sentinel
And that bull in love with the moon
That he leaves the herd at night
And he is painted poppy and olive
And the mayoral named him a bell ringer
The pilgrims from the mountains kiss his forehead
The stars and stars bathe it in silver
And the little bull that is brave and of brave caste
Colored fans look like their legs
And a range of colors look like his paws
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