Terroristic russia is bombing Ukraine now.
Please, go and ask your governments to stop them.
Ask to switch them off SWIFT, payments, exports, EVERYTHING!
Help Ukraine financially:
Bank of Ukraine

Слова песни "El Toro Y La Luna" Gipsy Kings

Перевод на: EN

La luna se está peinando
En los espejos del rio
Y un toro la está mirando
Entre la jara escondio

Cuando llega la alegre mañana
Y la luna se escapa del rio
El torito se mete en el agua
Envistiendola al ver que se ha io

Y ese toro enamorado de la luna
Que abandona por la noche la mana
Y es pintao de amapola y aceituna
Y le puso campanero al mayoral

Los romeros de los montes le besan la frente
Las estrellas y luceros lo bañan de plata
Y el torito que es bravio y de casta valiente
Abanicos de colores parecen sus patas

La la laaaa lala la la la lala laaaaala
La la laaaa lala la la la lala laaaaala
La la laaaa lala la la la lala laaaaala
La la laaaa lala la la la lala laaaaala

Los romeros de los montes le besan la frente
Las estrellas y luceros lo bañan de plata
Y el torito que es bravio y de casta valiente
Abanicos de colores parecen sus patas

La luna sale esta noche
Con negra bata de cola
Y un toro la esta mirando
Entre la jara y la sombra

Y en la cara del agua del rio
Donde duerme la Luna Lunera
El torito de casta bravio
La vigila como un centinela

Y ese toro enamorado de la luna
Que abandona por la noche la mana
Y es pintao de amapola y aceituna
Y le puso campanelo al mayoral

Los romeros de los montes le besan la frente
Las estrellas y luceros lo bañan de plata
Y el torito que es bravio y de casta valiente
Abanicos de colores parecen sus patas
Abanicos de colores parecen sus patas

The moon is combing her hair
In the mirrors of the river
And a bull is looking at her
Hidden among the thicket

When the bright morning comes
And the moon escapes from the river
The little bull gets into the water
Thrashing it on seeing that she's gone

And that bull in love with the moon
Abandons the herd at night
And is coated with poppy and olives
And he took a leap1 at the foreman

The rosemaries of the mountains kiss his forehead
The stars and constellations bathe him in silver
And the little bull is fierce and of valiant caste
Colorful fans seem to be his feet

La la laaaa lala la la la lala laaaaala
La la laaaa lala la la la lala laaaaala
La la laaaa lala la la la lala laaaaala
La la laaaa lala la la la lala laaaaala

The rosemaries of the mountains kiss his forehead
The stars and constellations bathe him in silver
And the little bull is fierce and of valiant caste
Colorful fans seem to be his feet

The moon comes out tonight
With a black tailcoat
And a bull is looking at her
Between the thicket and the shadow

And in the face of the the river's water
Where sleeps the Mistress of the Moon2
The little bull of a fierce breed
Watches over her like a sentry

And that bull in love with the moon
Abandons the herd at night
And is coated with poppy and olives
And he took a leap at the foreman

The rosemaries of the mountains kiss his forehead
The stars and constellations bathe him in silver
And the little bull is fierce and of valiant caste
Colorful fans seem to be his feet
Colorful fans seem to be his feet