La Jardinera
Violeta Parra
The gardener
to forget about you
I will cultivate the land
In it, I hope to find
Remedy for my grief
Here, I will plant the rose bush
Of the thickest thorns
I will have the crown ready
For when, in me, you die
For my sadness, blue violet
Red carnation for my passion
And to know if it corresponds to me
I remove the leaves of a white manzanillon
If he loves me a lot, a little or nothing
My heart remains calm
They will grow, little by little
The happy thoughts
When they are already flowered
Your memories will go far away
From the poppy flower
I will be your best friend
I'll put it under the pillow
To fall asleep peacefully
For my sadness, blue violet
Red carnation for my passion
And to know if it corresponds to me
I remove the leaves of a white manzanillon
If he loves me a lot, a little or nothing
My heart remains calm
lemon balm bud
When my penalties increase
The flowers of my garden
They must be my nurses
And if perhaps I am absent
Before you regret
You will inherit these flowers
Come heal with them
For me sadness, blue violet
Red carnation for my passion
And to know if it corresponds to me
I remove the leaves of a white manzanillon
If he loves me a lot, a little or nothing
My heart remains calm