| Hey tell me moon, little moon,
|
| I'm dying of grief for her love of her
|
| there is no night or day that he does not love me
|
| I live without comfort here waiting for him.
|
| I want you to come back to my side
|
| because without your eyes I lose my sense,
|
| hey tell me moon, little brunette moon,
|
| His name was engraved on the sand.
|
| Just as the waves my soul remembers,
|
| it cannot erase what fate wrote.
|
| And it is that my heart aches from loving you so much,
|
| My heart aches from loving you so much.
|
| And what am I going to do if I don't have your love
|
| and what am I going to do if you're killing me.
|
| What am I going to do if I don't have your love,
|
| what am I going to do if you're killing me.
|
| Rain of jasmine, here I bring you,
|
| I'm embroidering a white path
|
| so that you can take me to your side soon,
|
| so that you forgive all my sins.
|
| I do not find your forgiveness for this sadness,
|
| oh, how it weighs me down, oh, so much pain.
|
| And it is that my heart aches from loving you so much,
|
| My heart aches from loving you so much.
|
| And what am I going to do if I don't have your love
|
| and what am I going to do if you're killing me.
|
| And what am I going to do if I don't have your love
|
| and what am I going to do if you're killing me.
|
| And may the moon bathe us again just like yesterday.
|
| And it is that my heart aches from loving you so much,
|
| My heart aches from loving you so much.
|
| And what am I going to do if I don't have your love
|
| and what am I going to do if you're killing me.
|
| And what am I going to do if I don't have your love
|
| and what am I going to do if you're killing me.
|
| My heart aches from loving you so much,
|
| My heart aches from loving you so much.
|
| And what am I going to do if I don't have your love
|
| and what am I going to do if you're killing me.
|
| And what am I going to do if I don't have your love
|
| and what am I going to do if you're killing me. |