La Llorona

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
Weeping woman, take me to the river
Oh woe is me, weeping woman, weeping woman
Weeping woman, take me to the river

There are dead who make no noise, weeping woman
And their suffering is sadder
Cover me with your shawl, weeping woman
Because I'm dying of cold

If because I love you, you want, weeping woman
You want me to love you more
If because I love you, you want, weeping woman
You want me to love you more
If I have already given you life, weeping woman
What more do you want?

If I have already given you life, weeping woman
What more do you want?
You want more!