La Llorona

You were leaving a temple one day, weeping lady
When I passed by, I saw you
You were leaving a temple one day, weeping lady
When I passed by, I saw you

A beautiful huipil you had on, weeping lady
I thought you were the Virgin
A beautiful huipil you had on, weeping lady
I thought you were the Virgin

Woe is me, weeping, weeping, weeping lady
From a lily field
Woe is me, weeping, weeping, weeping lady
From a lily field

The one who does not know love, weeping lady
Does not know martyrdom
The one who does not know love, weeping lady
Does not know martyrdom

I do not know what flowers have, weeping lady
The flowers of a cemetery
I do not know what flowers have, weeping lady
The flowers of a cemetery

For when the wind moves them, weeping lady
They seem to be crying
For when the wind moves them, weeping lady
They seem to be crying

Woe is me, weeping, weeping, weeping lady
Take me to the river
Woe is me, weeping, weeping, weeping lady
Take me to the river

Cover me with your shawl, weeping lady
Because I am dying of cold
Cover me with your shawl, weeping lady
Because I am dying of cold