Baby Moon - Tamango

Singing the moon for a couple of hours of peace, singing for Baby Moon to fall asleep.
In our room, papered with dark green wallpaper, we still wait for morning to come. I try to close my eyes and sleep. The rest doesn't matter, the rest is music.
Listen to me, like a lullaby.
Stroke me, like I'm our cat.
Let's hug, a new music is playing.