Esta noche la luna no quiere que yo

Esta noche la luna no quiere que yo duerma.
Esta noche la luna saltó por la ventana.
Y, novia que se quita su ropa de azahares,
toda ella desnuda, se ha metido en mi cama.

Viene de lejos, viene de detrás de las nubes,
oreada de sol y plateada de agua.
Viene que huele a besos: quizá, esta misma noche,
la enamoró el lucero galán de la mañana.

Viene que sabe a selva: tal vez, en el camino,
la curva de su cola rozó con la montaña.
Viene recién bañada: acaso, bajo el bosque,
al vadear el arroyo, se bañó en la cascada.

Viene a dormir conmigo, a que la goce y bese,
y a cantar la mentira de que a mi solo me ama.
Y como yo, al oírla, por vengarme, le digo
"mi amor es como el tuyo", ella se ha puesto pálida.

Ella se ha puesto pálida, y al besarme la boca,
me ilumina las sienes el temblor de sus lágrimas.
Ahora ya sé que ella, la que en suntuosas noches
da su cuerpo desnudo, a mi me ha dado el alma.

Resultaten (Engels) 1:

Tonight the moon does not want me to sleep.
Tonight the moon jumped out the window.
And his clothes bride blossoms are removed,
all her naked, has gotten into my bed. It comes from afar, coming from behind clouds . oreada sun and silvery water comes smelling kisses: perhaps this very night . he fell in love with the star beau morning comes it tastes jungle perhaps, on the road, the curve of her tail brushed . with Mountain Comes freshly bathed: perhaps under the forest, to ford the stream, bathed in the waterfall. Come to bed with me, to the enjoyment and kiss, and sing the lie that my only love me. And like me, to hear, for revenge, I say "my love is like yours," she has gone pale. She has turned pale, and kiss my mouth, I illuminated temples shake her tears. Now I know she who in sumptuous nights gives her naked body, I gave my soul.

Resultaten (Engels) 2:

Tonight the moon doesn't want me to sleep tonight the moon.

and jumped out the window. He removes his clothes, wedding blossom,
all her naked, has gotten into my bed.

come far, comes from behind the clouds, sun and silver light. Water.
is that smells like kisses: maybe, tonight, the star player of the love


next morning. Who knows, maybe in the jungle path,
The curve of his tail touched with the mountain.
comes newly bathed: is under forest,
to wade the stream, bathe in the waterfall.

come to sleep with me, to the enjoyment and kiss,
and sing the lie that I
and as love. I, you, revenge, I say, "my love is like yours," she was pale.

she was pale, and kiss me on the mouth.It illuminates the temples the trembling of her tears. "Now I know that she, in sumptuous evening
gives his naked body, I has given the soul.

Resultaten (Engels) 3:

This night, the moon does not want me sleep.
This night the moon jump out of the window.
Y, girlfriend that it removes its blossoms bedding,
all her naked, it has been stuck in my bed.

coming from far away, coming from behind the clouds,
cold carcase of sun and silver water.
comes that smells like kisses: perhaps this same night,
the fell in love with the lucifer trouser of the morning.

comes that knows to jungle: perhaps, in the way,
The curve of its tail sideswiped the mountain.
comes freshly bathed: perhaps, under the forest canopy,
to wade across the stream, swimming in the waterfall.

comes to sleep with me, to the enjoyment and kiss,
and to sing along with the lie that my only loves me.
Y as i, to listen to it, by avenging myself, I can tell you
"my love is like yours", she has been pale.

she has been pale, and kiss my mouth,
I illuminate the temples the trembling of your tears.
I now know that she who in sumptuous nights
gives his naked body, my has given me the soul.