Singer: Típica VICTORSinger 2: Lita MoralesComposer: José Luis PadulaAuthor: Enrique Cadícamo
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La luna llena blanquea, Con su mortal luz espectral Al barrio que se durmió. El viento helado solfea, Con su bordón, en mi balcón Un aire sentimental Mirando a través del vidrio, La noche cruel Siento temblar mi corazón. Y en su rodar, siento llegar Hasta mi lírico rincón, Es el dolor De hallarme sola y sin amor.
English translation
The full moon whitens, With its deadly spectral light To the neighborhood that fell asleep. The icy wind solfea, With its drone, on my balcony A sentimental air Looking through the glass, The cruel night I feel my heart tremble. And in its roll, I feel it reach To my lyrical corner, It's the pain Of finding myself alone and without love.

