Hijo de la luna

013/100 Theme Art Challenge

Made a new design for my character Luna Aiyana ... which isn't still finished...
Also I changed her colors in this drawing. Just to accommodate her to the song below.

Song: [link] (with german translation)

Hijo de la Luna

Tonto él que no entienda,
cuenta una leyenda,
que una hembra gitana
conjuró a la luna
hasta el amanecer.
Llorando pedía
al llegar el día
desposar un calé.

"Tendrás a tu hombre
piel morena"
desde el cielo le habló
la luna llena
"pero a cambio quiero
el hijo primero
que le engendres a él
que quién su hijo inmola
para no estar sola
poco le iba a querer."

Luna quieres ser madre?
y no encuentras querer
que te haga mujer
Dime luna de plata,
¿qué pretendes hacer
con un niño de piel?

-Hijo de la luna-

De padre canela nació un niño
blanco como el lomo de un armiño
con los ojos grises
en vez de aceitunas
nino albino de luna..
"maldita su estampa!
este hijo es un payo
y yo no me lo callo."

Gitano al creerse deshonrado
se fue a su mujer, cuchillo en mano
"de quién es el hijo?
me has engañado fijo!"
y de muerte la hirió..
luego se hizo al monte
con el nino en brazos
y allí le abandonó.

Y en las noches que haya luna llena
será porque el nino esté de buenas
Y si el niño llora menguará la luna
para hacerle una cuna,
y si el nino llora menguará la luna
para hacerle una cuna.


English translation:

A fool is he who doesn't understand
a legend tells
that a gypsy woman
implored the moon
weeping, she begged till dawn
to marry a gypsy man
"you'll have your brown-skin man"
spoke the full moon from the sky
"but in retun I want the
the first child
that you have with him,"
one who sacrifices her child
in order not to be alone
is not going
to love it very much

Moon you want to be mother
and you can't find a love
who makes you a woman.
Tell me, moon of silver
what you intend to do
with a child of flesh
ahhh, ahhh
Son of the Moon

From a cinnamon-skinned father a son
was born
white like an ermine's belly
with gray eyes
instead of olive,
moon's albino son
"Dam his appearence!
This is not a gypsy man's son
and you won't get away with this"

Moon you want to be mother
and you can't find a love
who makes you a woman.
Tell me, moon of silver
what you intend to do
with a child of flesh
ahhh, ahhh
Son of the Moon

the qypsy believing himself dishonored
went to his wife, knife in hand
"Whose son in this?
I am sure yu have decieved me!"
and he stabbed her to death
then he went to the mountain
with the child in his arms
and abandoned it there

Moon you want to be mother
and you can't find a love
who makes you a woman.
Tell me, moon of silver
what you intend to do
with a child of flesh
ahhh, ahhh
Son of the Moon

And on nights when the moon is full
it's because the child is happy
and if the child cries
the moon will wane
to make him a cradle
and if the child cries
the moon will wane to make him a cradle