La Llorona
Los Chalchaleros
The Weeping Woman
I want to leave my sorrows,
but my sorrows do not abandon me;
that's why I sing this folk song
that they call 'The Weeping Woman'.
No matter how much I want to forget
all the sorrows that torment me,
the guitars go crying,
and they lament for me.
Where have you gone!
Who has taken you!
My heart, day and night,
has called out for you like the crespín!
The little birds sob
next to their nests,
just like those little birds,
I give my laments to the air.
The folk song I am singing
is awakening the joys;
they don't know that in it I sing
my own misfortunes...
Where have you gone!
My dear life!
Where are the promises
that you swore to me that day...
