Luna gardenia de plata,
Que en mi serenata,
Te vuelves canción,
He was in love.
Poor guy
A shoe maker,
in love with a
teacher.
He could barely read.
but
he loved her so much
he learned.
But she left
anyways.
He was so in love.
Por una morena de dulce mirar,
Luna de Xelajú,
Luna de Xelajú,
Broken hearted he left
town for the big city.
There
he met his wife
soon after.
The other would return too late.
Too late.
The locals call it Xela
I call the place where the moon
give lovers a hope
in a place where its hard to come by
En mis noches de amor
Hoy consuela mi pena
Por una morena que me abandono
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