A Chorona (La Llorona)

Everyone tells me he's a black man, weeper
He's black, but affectionate
I'm like green chili, weeper
Spicy but tasty

Oh woe is me, oh weeper, weeper
Weeper, take me to the river
Cover me with your shawl, weeper
Because I'm freezing

Everyone tells me he's a black man, weeper
He's black, but affectionate
I'm like chili, weeper
Spicy, but tasty

If it's because I love you
That you love me
What more do you want from me?

If I've already given you my life, weeper
What more do you want?
Do you want more?