La Llorona (Weeping Woman)

You were leaving the temple one day, Llorona
As I passed I saw you
You were leaving the temple one day, Llorona
As I passed I saw you
A beautiful shawl you wore, Llorona
That I believed you to be the Virgin
A beautiful shawl you wore, Llorona
That I believed you to be the Virgin
I know not what flowers hold
Those flowers from the graveyard
I know not what flowers hold
Those flowers from the graveyard
That when the wind moves them, Llorona
It looks as though they weep
That when the wind moves them, Llorona
It looks as though they weep
Two kisses that I carry on my brow, Llorona
They may never leave me
Two kisses that I carry on my brow, Llorona
They may never leave me
The last one from my mother, Llorona
And the first one that I gave you
The last one from my mother, Llorona
And the first one that I gave you
I know not what flowers hold
Those flowers from the graveyard
I know not what flowers hold
Those flowers from the graveyard
That when the wind moves them, Llorona
It looks as though they weep
That when the wind moves them, Llorona
It looks as though they weep
Ay, my Llorona
From the Lily field
Ay, my Llorona
Take me to the river
Cover me with your shawl, Llorona
Because I’ll die from this cold
Cover me with your shawl, Llorona
Because I’ll die from this cold
Ay-ya-ya-ya-ya