Luna de Plata - Kiara

Es hermosa su vanides

siempre quiso ser una mujer,

pero jamás concibió desnudar su corazón,

y nunca será como yo:

Luna de plata.

Su mayor dolor es su blanca soledad,

suplicando amor en su noche sin final.

Pero jamás consiguió compartir su corazón,

nunca será como yo:

Luna de plata.

Es inmortal a su pesar

no sabe reir ni llorar.

No tiene voz, es una flor

que nadie llenó de color:

Luna de plata.

Esta noche será igual que las demás,

brillará su luz con toda su frialdad.

No ha conseguido ni el sol alejar su corazón…

Y nunca será como yo:

Luna de plata.

Es inmortal a su pesar

no sabe reir ni llorar,

no tiene voz, es una flor

que nadie llenó de color:

Luna de plata.

It is beautiful your vanides

she always wanted to be a woman,

but she never conceived to bare her heart from her,

and she will never be like me:

Silver Moon.

His greatest pain from her is his white loneliness from her,

begging for love in his endless night.

But she never got to share her heart with her,

she will never be like me:

Silver Moon.

She is immortal despite herself

She doesn't know how to laugh or cry.

She has no voice, she is a flower

that no one filled with color:

Silver Moon.

Tonight will be the same as the others,

he will shine his light from her with all his coldness from her.

She hasn't managed to take his heart away from her...

And she will never be like me:

Silver Moon.

She is immortal despite herself

she doesn't know how to laugh or cry,

she has no voice, she is a flower

that no one filled with color:

Silver Moon.