Water the Moon
WATER THE MOON
Aboy and a girl, good lovers
From the fountain of Love
Get out wáter.
-Say to me if do you want me, John
Drink this water. If you don’t want it
It will be because you love another.
John leaves her without saying nothing
And, at the moment, she knows
That she has lost his loves.
Speaking ill of him, She says to Moon:
When he goes to Adela’s home
She will be in bed.
An embittered branch of blossom
Squeezes with death
Her throat.
John, crying at the top of one’s voice
And coming out from her house
Is agreed with mournful women.
-Turn John with the other
Leave the dead
Adela’s remains appertain to Earth.
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