Come sta, la luna, come sta Come sta, la luna, come sta
I am not fighting, but I'm the night I am not dying and I'm not hurt I am the right or the wrong, your hope I am the dancer on the tender road
I am the water and how I can flow
I have ambition to that I'm not falling you know I sound like singing the flow I am the dancer on the tender road
Come sta, la luna And why don't you call me sta? Flowing over Babaluma Become your friend You can do it alone And you don't have to pay And if you don't free your window There is nothing to shame
But I don't play easy It's secret, the truth I was fading in water There is nothing but you You can look through the wall You just smile for sure She comes in white flowers And there's no way to go
Come sta, la luna, come sta Come sta, la luna, come sta
It's never heard Speak through the voice of the water Stretch the curse before While you can think and be different The foe of your brothers Be the king of the rain While you’ll be playing' Full from the strain pool
Come sta, la luna And why don't you call me sta? Flowing over Babaluma Become your friend You can do it while you run Play alone in the light And you freeze so gently There is my own into matter
La, la, la luna La, la, la luna, na, na Flowing over Babaluma Become your friend
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