"La Llorona" means the weeping or grieving woman. In the legends of Mexico and South America, she discovered that her husband was unfaithful. In her grief and anger, she took their two small children and drowned them. She was condemned to walk the Earth forever, weeping for her lost children. There are several versions of the song and various people have covered it. But my favourite is the version sung by Carmen Goett. Lyrics in Spanish: ¡Ay de mí! llorona, llorona, llorona, de azul celeste ¡Ay de mí! llorona, llorona, llorona de azul celeste Aunque la vida me cueste, llorona, no dejaré de quererte Aunque la vida me cueste, llorona, no dejaré de quererte. No sé que tienen las flores, llorona, las flores del campo santo No sé que tienen las flores, llorona, las flores del campo santo Que cuando las mueve el viento, llorona, parece que están llorando Que cuando las mueve el viento, llorona, parece que están llorando. A un Santo Cristo de fierro, llorona, mis penas le conté yo A un Santo Cristo de fierro, llorona, mis penas le conté yo Cuáles no serían mis penas, llorona, que el Santo Cristo lloró Cuáles no serían mis penas, llorona, que el Santo Cristo lloró No creas que porque canto, llorona, tengo el corazón alegre No creas que porque yo canto, llorona, tengo el corazón alegre También de dolor se canta, llorona, cuando llorar ya no se puede También de dolor se canta, llorona, cuando llorar ya no se puede Uhh, llorona, llorona, llorona Uhh, llorona, llorona, llorona, llorona English translation: Woe is me! Weeping woman, weeping woman, Weeping woman, dressed in sky blue Woe is me! Weeping woman, weeping woman, weeping woman dressed in sky blue Even though life is a struggle to me, weeping woman, I won't stop loving you Even though life is a struggle to me, weeping woman, I won't stop loving you I don't know what it is about the flowers, weeping woman, the flowers from the graveyard I don't know what it is about the flowers, weeping woman, the flowers from the graveyard When the wind moves them, weeping woman, it looks like they're crying When the wind moves them, weeping woman, it looks like they're crying To an iron Saint Christ, weeping woman, I told my woes To an iron Saint Christ, weeping woman, I told my woes How bad were my woes, weeping woman, that the Saint Christ cried How bad were my woes, weeping woman, that the Saint Christ cried Don't believe that because I sing, weeping woman, I have a joyous heart Don't believe that because I sing, weeping woman, I have a joyous heart You can also sing from pain, weeping woman, when you cannot cry anymore You can also sing from pain, weeping woman, when you cannot cry anymore Uhh, weeping woman, weeping woman, weeping woman Uhh, weeping woman, weeping woman, weeping woman, weeping woman LyricsTranslate