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1. skalich October 1st, 2007
   16:37 EDT

   Pa ako zmaš njemački onda možeš pročitati na dnu spota o čemu se radi. Ona uglavnom kao hoće dijete (sina naravno) ali nema ljubav njezina život akoji bi joj ga podario pa joj onda mjesec obeća da će imati dijete i onda je to mjesečev sin (što je naslov pjesme) tako nekako.

   inače pjesma je zakon!
2. Potjeh October 2nd, 2007
   1:44 EDT

   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

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