It's a Lonely story...
And it's quite depressing
Who could have known it would have ended so badly?
Everyday its the same story
A person makes a trivial mistake,
And things start to turn gory
When we ever get a break?
Sometimes I wish that things would just end up peachy
But to think that would actually happen
Is quite silly.
Instead all of my hopes and dreams are just whispers to the sky.
When, will I finally die?
Moon I do not want to be a bother
I know I am quite strange
Moon am I alright?
Tell me oh silver moon
Am I slightly deranged
For talking to you now?
Aaah, aaah...
Todavía rezo a la luna
And let's suppose hypothetically
That the moon could be sentient
Could it be a friend?
Or should I say "could she"?
Is it male or female?
Behind its final "a"
Is it hiding something
Behind its silver veil?
Moon I do not want to be a bother
Is there any cure?
Is there any way to change?
As for you, mister moon,
You can't change who you are
Up in your silver cage
Far in the sky, aaah...
Todavía rezo a la luna
But I may realize now I've been quite cruel
Everything changes, from stone to man
But what they don't have in common
One very simple thing
One does not know it is damned
It may be a belief
They may be illusions
But I have seen many fall
Even the moon that's hung there
It is not alive but
Someday, after a billion winters
It will fall far from our sky
And slowly grow dark and die
Just as shall I
Aaah, aaah...
Todavía rezo a la luna
It's a lonely story
And it ends quite sadly
Can I change the picture
Give it a new ending
And start it all over...
