La Hija de La Japonesita

A geisha from the Yoshiwara
Priestess of the God of Love
Tells everyone she's cursed
Because she was born out of betrayal
And even though her father was a prince
In the mud she must live
And the orphaned and sad geisha
Cries before Buddha, saying

Buddha
Since you see me suffer
Buddha
Protect me, lord
Look
At the poor musmé
Born into orphanhood
Dying of pain

And the geisha never forgets
The sad story of a passion
That stole her mother's life
Enslaved by love
And crying without faith or home
Shattering her heart
Everywhere you hear the lament
Sad and bitter of her song

Buddha, since you see me suffer
Buddha, protect me, lord
Look at the poor musmé
Born into orphanhood
Dying of pain

All is calm in the Yoshiwara
Where fatal love made its nest
Like a shadow crosses the geisha
Holding a fine dagger in her hand
Her nirvana makes her die
Ripping her belly mercilessly
And the little princess agonizes
Begging Buddha with a sad voice

Buddha, since you see me suffer
Buddha, receive me, lord
Look at the poor musmé
Born into orphanhood
Dying of pain