Mayra Andrade Lua
Moon, stay with me a little longer
Let me come close to you
Illuminate me with your gentle glow
Moon: how long has it been
That you light up the world from north to south,
That you give your light to blacks and whites?
Moon: you are so high in the sky,
Above the jujube and the tamarind trees,
Above the soldier’s sword and the priest’s holy water sprinkler!
New moon as young as Ricardina
Rounder than the sumptuous Putchutcha,
More generous that Sheila’s breast!
Full moon, shine on me,
Moon, your full light is in the heavens
