Luna Llena
Era la luna llena que asomaba su carita en la Cordillera.
Eran los mil colores que tenia tu carita en la noche aquella.
Era tu color lo que sentia,
o era que talvez ya no seria,
quien soy.
Era la luna llena que asomaba su carita en la Cordillera.[ay si]
Eran los mil colores que tenia tu carita en la noche aquella.
Era tu color lo que sentia,
o era que talvez ya no seria,
quien soy.
Larairaira,larairaira,
larairaira,larairaira,
larairaira,larairaira,
larairaira,larairairaaa.
Era la luna llena que asomaba su carita en la Cordillera.
Eran los mil colores que tenia tu carita en la noche aquella.
Era la luna llena que asomaba su carita en la Cordillera.[ay si]
Eran los mil colores que tenia tu carita en la noche aquella.
Era tu color lo que sentia,
o era que talvez ya no seria,
quien soy...
Full Moon
It was the full moon peeking its little face in the mountains.
It was the thousand colors that your face had on that night.
It was your color that I felt,
or maybe it was that I wouldn't be
who I am.
It was the full moon peeking its little face in the mountains. [oh yes]
It was the thousand colors that your face had on that night.
It was your color that I felt,
or maybe it was that I wouldn't be
who I am.
Larairaira, larairaira,
larairaira, larairaira,
larairaira, larairaira,
larairaira, larairairaaa.
It was the full moon peeking its little face in the mountains.
It was the thousand colors that your face had on that night.
It was the full moon peeking its little face in the mountains. [oh yes]
It was the thousand colors that your face had on that night.
It was your color that I felt,
or maybe it was that I wouldn't be
who I am...
Composição: Nelson Araya, Carbajal