In Lucería village, quiet and dark at night,
Lived a young girl who held a special light.
Luna was her name, speaking soft and low,
A shy soul with dreams she wouldn't show.
But nobody knew her true heart's desire,
Hidden in the attic, fueling her fire.
Behind old curtains, her small world waited,
A secret workshop where she fabricated.
With glitter, scissors, and lights shining bright,
She was an architect of the starry night.
Creating little stars of every shape and size,
To stitch up the darkness right before their eyes.
Oh, Luna, Luna, the inventor so grand!
A new star is sparkling across the dark land.
Every night a sweet secret is slowly unfurling,
A piece of pure magic that
keeps the world whirling.
The sky over Lucería changed forevermore,
Thanks to her secret, behind the attic door.
One night, a tap-tap upon the glass pane,
And a small blue bird, Azulín, came.
With curious bright eyes,
he became her dear friend,
Telling tales of the cosmos that never would end.
Luna would share her ideas,
so bright and so clear,
And he'd bring back wisdom
from the far atmosphere.
The people in the village started to wonder aloud:
"Who is giving us light,
shining through the cloud?"
The curious Mayor, following a twinkle so deep,
Found Luna inventing,
while the whole world was asleep.
Fear came to Luna: "Will I lose my small peace?"
But Azulín chirped softly:
"Your light must increase."
"Share your great art, let your genius ascend,
The light that you make is a gift from a friend."
And Luna, the timid, finally agreed,
Her workshop revealed, planting a magical seed.
The people cheered loudly,
with joy in their sight,
The dark sky of Lucería was suddenly bright.
Oh, Luna, Luna, the inventor so grand!
A new star is sparkling across the dark land.
Every night a sweet secret is slowly unfurling,
A piece of pure magic that
keeps the world whirling.
The sky over Lucería changed forevermore,
Thanks to her secret, behind the attic door.
And Luna discovered, beneath the vast night,
That true magic is sharing your beautiful light.
Now her workshop's a port
where the dreams take a flight,
Teaching all children to make stars shine bright.