La Llorona
Paola Hermosín
The Weeping Woman
Everyone calls me the black one, weeping woman
Black but affectionate
Everyone calls me the black one, weeping woman
Black but affectionate
I am like the green chili, weeping woman
Spicy but tasty
I am like the green chili, weeping woman
Spicy but tasty
Oh woe is me, weeping woman
Weeping woman, you are my pain
Oh woe is me, weeping woman
Weeping woman, you are my pain
They will take away my love for you, weeping woman
But never to forget you
They will take away my love for you, weeping woman
But never to forget you
Cover me with your shawl, weeping woman
Because I'm dying of cold
Cover me with your shawl, weeping woman
Because I'm dying of cold
I don't know what the flowers have, weeping woman
The flowers from the holy field
I don't know what the flowers have, weeping woman
The flowers from the holy field
That when the wind moves them, weeping woman
They seem to be crying
That when the wind moves them, weeping woman
They seem to be crying
Oh woe is me, weeping woman, weeping woman, weeping woman
Take me to the river
Oh woe is me, weeping woman, weeping woman, weeping woman
Take me to the river
Cover me with your shawl, weeping woman
Because I'm dying of cold
Cover me with your shawl, weeping woman
Because I'm dying of cold
