The translation is on the "spoiler", I know it does not sound good, but remember I wrote it on Spanish first.
Spoiler
On a September night,
I was on the balcony;
watching the moon half empty
smiling with pain.
A shooting star
that there appeared,
in the palm of my hand
chatterbox sat.
....and said
"The moon smiles sad
because one part is missing
the part of his beloved
that no longer writes her letters."
Confused and desperate,
I threw the star to the sea
where she found a dolphin
with whom she could talk.
"Hi! How are you?
I fell in love with the moon,
but she can't see me,
because I don't have light
and she'll never notice me.
She doesn't know me
and she will not,
because when the sun comes
she will hide fast.
And the star said:
"Buddy, I can help you,
if you carry me in your back
she'll get to see you."
When they got to know each other,
and they saw their differences
the moon jumped in his arms
with a strange innocence.
The dolphin fulfill his dreams,
and the moon was full,
the star went back to the sky,
and wrote a poem.
I was on the balcony;
watching the moon half empty
smiling with pain.
A shooting star
that there appeared,
in the palm of my hand
chatterbox sat.
....and said
"The moon smiles sad
because one part is missing
the part of his beloved
that no longer writes her letters."
Confused and desperate,
I threw the star to the sea
where she found a dolphin
with whom she could talk.
"Hi! How are you?
I fell in love with the moon,
but she can't see me,
because I don't have light
and she'll never notice me.
She doesn't know me
and she will not,
because when the sun comes
she will hide fast.
And the star said:
"Buddy, I can help you,
if you carry me in your back
she'll get to see you."
When they got to know each other,
and they saw their differences
the moon jumped in his arms
with a strange innocence.
The dolphin fulfill his dreams,
and the moon was full,
the star went back to the sky,
and wrote a poem.
Oh, my God! This sure sounds ridiculous in English. *Sol covers her face*
Una noche de septiembre,
en el balcón estaba yo;
mirando la Luna a medias
sonriendo de dolor
Una estrellita fugaz
que por allí apareció,
en la palma de mi mano
parlanchina se posó.
…. y me dijo:
"La Luna sonríe triste,
porque una parte le falta:
la alegría de su amado
que ya ni le escribe cartas."
Confusa y desesperada
yo arrojé la estrella al mar;
donde se encontró un delfín
con quien pudo conversar.
"Hola ¿Qué tal?
Me enamoré de la Luna,
mas ella a mi ni me ve,
porque a mí la luz me falta
y jamás la enamoraré.
Ella aún no me conoce,
ni me ha de conocer
porque cuando el Sol llegue
rápido se irá a esconder."
...y la estrella le dijo...
"Amigo, yo te podré ayudar
si me pones en tu espalda
Ella te podrá apreciar."
Después de conocerse
y saber sus diferencias,
la Luna saltó en sus brazos
con una extraña inocencia.
El delfín cumplió su sueño;
y la Luna estaba llena.
La estrella se volvió al cielo
y allí escribió un poema.
