La Llorona

Everyone calls me the black one, weeping woman
Black but loving
Everyone calls me the black one, weeping woman
Black but loving

I’m spicy but tasty
I’m like green chili, weeping woman
Spicy but tasty

Oh woe is me, oh woe is me, weeping woman take me to the river
Cover me with your shawl, weeping woman
Because I’m freezing to death

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’ve already given you my life, weeping woman
What more do you want?
Want more?

If I’ve already given you my life, weeping woman
What more do you want?
Want more?

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