Everybody calls me the gloomy, Llorona
Gloomy but gentle
Everybody calls me the gloomy, Llorona
Gloomy but gentle
I'm like the green chili, Llorona
Spicy but tasty
I'm like the green chili, Llorona
Spicy but tasty
I don't know what it is about flowers, Llorona
The flowers of the cemetery
I don't know what it is about flowers, Llorona
The flowers of the cemetery
When the wind blows them, Llorona
It sounds like they're crying
Cover me with your shawl, Llorona
Because I will die from the cold
I dreamed of you asleep, Llorona
Asleep, asleep, you wеre still
I dreamed of you asleep, Llorona
Asleep, you wеre still
But I've reached oblivion, Llorona
I dreamed you were awake
But I've reached oblivion, Llorona
I dreamed, you were awake
Because I love you, Llorona
Llorona, you want me to love you more
Because I love you, you want, Llorona
You want me to love you more
If I have given you my life, Llorona
Tell me, tell me, tell me, oh, oh, oh
If I have given you my life, Llorona
Tell me, tell me, tell me, oh, oh, oh
What else do you want?
You want more!
[Dedication]
I want to dedicate this song, "La Llorona" to the assholes who are killing the maquila women for money. Juárez, Estado de México, Guerrero, etcetera, etcetera. You make me want to vomit, cowards! We, women of Baja California, say every day "bad choice!" for your future and when we walk through the night we always think of you