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