Trip Down Memory Lane

As I was working on my Korean homework tonight, my computer randomly selected tunes to keep my brain humming as it chugged along trying to figure out the complicated algorithms of Korean speak.
I had to stop and start belting out loud like a true cantante, though, when this great song came on.

La luna y el Toro.

This song reminds me of nights spent by the Alhambra, watching the sun set amidst a handful of tourists. It also brings me back to the mindless tune of walking the Camino de Santiago, a 743km trek through Northern Spain. It reminds me of the time I asked a corner store attendant for jueves de pollo, trying to buy chicken eggs but asking for chicken Thursdays instead. It took a lot of mimicking before that one was finally figured out.
It ALSO reminds me of other sleepless nights which might be crude to discuss here.

So, for your enjoyment too, acquí a loose translation from Spanish: the story of the little bull who is in love with the moon.

The moon was combing herself

in the mirrors of the river

The bull was watching

hidden in the bushes

When the happy morning arrives

and the moon escapes from the river

the bull gets in the water

ramming because she is gone

The little bull is in love with the moon

leaving the herd at night

and is painted with poppies and olives

with a bell put on by the herdsman

The rosemary in the mountains

kiss his forehead

Stars and lights bathe him in silver

The bull is brave, of a courageous breed

His hooves look like colored fans

The moon comes out tonight

with a long black gown

and a bull is looking

between the face and the shade.

And in the face of the river´s water

the moon sleeps