Composer: Amelinha
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The English translation is below the Portuguese lyrics
Full lyrics
Sobre à frágua
Veio a lua
Com seus babados de renda
O menino mira, mira
O menino a está mirando
No ar súbito, comovido
A lua move seus braços
E mostra, lubrique puro
Seios de duro estanho
Foge, lua, lua, lua
Foge, lua, lua, lua
Foge, lua, lua, lua
Foge, lua, lua, luaaaaa!
Se viessem os ciganos
Com teu coração fariam
Anéis e colares brancos
Oh, foge lua, lua, luaaaa!
Quando vierem os ciganos
Te acharão sobre a bigorna
Com teus olhinhos fechados
Foge, lua, lua, lua
Que já sinto seus cavalos
Deixa-me, filho, não pises
O meu alvor engomado
Deixa-me, filho, não pises
O meu alvor engomado
Deixa-me, filho, não pises
O meu alvor engomado
Vinha perto o cavaleiro
Com o tambor do chão tocando
E, dentro da frágua, o menino
Tem seus olhinhos fechados
Pelo olival, bronze e sonho
Eles vinham, os ciganos
As cabeças para cima
E os olhos entrecerrados
Foge lua, lua, lua
Foge lua, lua, lua
Foge lua, lua, lua
Foge lua, lua, luaaaa!
E dentro da frágua choram
Dando gritos os ciganos
O ar da noite vela, vela
O ar da noite a está velando
Ai!!
Como canta a coruja
Como canta no galho!
Através do céu, a lua
Vai o menino levando
Ai! Como canta a coruja
Ai! Como canta no galho
Através do céu a lua
Vai o menino levando
Ai! Como canta a coruja
Ai! Como canta no galho
Através do céu a lua
Vai o menino levando
Foge lua, lua, lua
Foge lua, lua, lua
Foge lua, lua, lua
Foge lua, lua, lua
Foge lua, lua, lua
Foge lua, lua, luaaaa!
Lua, lua, lua, lua, lua, lua, lua, luaaa!
Lua, lua, lua, lua, lua, lua, lua, luaaa!
Lua, lua, lua, lua, lua, lua, lua, luaaa!
Lua, lua, lua, lua, lua, lua, lua, luaaa!
Translation
Above the forge
The moon appeared
With its lace frills
The boy stares, stares
The boy is staring at it
In the sudden, moved air
The moon moves its arms
And shows, pure lubricant
Breasts of hard tin
Run, moon, moon, moon
Run, moon, moon, moon
Run, moon, moon, moon
Run, moon, moon, mooooon!
If the gypsies came
With your heart they would make
Rings and white necklaces
Oh, run, moon, moon, mooooon!
When the gypsies come
They will find you on the anvil
With your little eyes closed
Run, moon, moon, moon
I can already feel their horses
Leave me, son, don't step on
My starched whiteness
Leave me, son, don't step on
My starched whiteness
Leave me, son, don't step on
My starched whiteness
The horseman came near
With the drum of the ground playing
And, inside the forge, the boy
Has his little eyes closed
Through the olive grove, bronze and dream
They came, the gypsies
Their heads up
And their eyes half-closed
Run, moon, moon, moon
Run, moon, moon, moon
Run, moon, moon, moon
Run, moon, moon, mooooon!
And inside the forge they cry
The gypsies giving shouts
The air of the night watches, watches
The air of the night is watching it
Oh!!
How the owl sings
How it sings on the branch!
Across the sky, the moon
Is taking the boy
Oh! How the owl sings
Oh! How it sings on the branch
Across the sky the moon
Is taking the boy
Oh! How the owl sings
Oh! How it sings on the branch
Across the sky the moon
Is taking the boy
Run, moon, moon, moon
Run, moon, moon, moon
Run, moon, moon, moon
Run, moon, moon, moon
Run, moon, moon, moon
Run, moon, moon, mooooon!
Moon, moon, moon, moon, moon, moon, moon, mooooon!
Moon, moon, moon, moon, moon, moon, moon, mooooon!
Moon, moon, moon, moon, moon, moon, moon, mooooon!
Moon, moon, moon, moon, moon, moon, moon, mooooon!
