It's a famous song in Guatemala, beautifully written, about the moon, a heart breaker morena, and more important, about the city, the mystical and romantic Xelajú, Quetzaltenango.
I haven't travel around the world, my eyes haven't seen other landscapes, I haven't embrassed other cultures, but I know beauty when I see it.
Here are the lyrics, but of course, most gets lost in translation
"Moon, silver gardenia, that in my serenade, a song you become,
You saw me singing then, you see me crying now my disappointment,
Moon-drenched streets, that were the cradle of my youth,
I come to sing to my beloved, my silver moon, my Xelaju moon...
Xelaju Moon, you knew how to illuminate
my sorrow nights for a sweet-eyes brunette.
Xelaju Moon, you gave me inspiration,
the song I sing today watered with tears my heart
In my life there will be no other love than you,
my love,
because you are not ungrateful, my silver moon, Xelaju Moon,
Moon that illuminated, in my nights of love,
Today you comfort my sorrow,
for a brunette that left me behind."
Ok, so it's not so beautifully written, but sounds pretty good in stadiums, or in a different country when you're drunk, but specially if you're in love in Xela, or in love with Xela.

2 comments:
Snifff.
My dear and far Xela.
That's the feeling I get...
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