No se que tienen las flores
las flores del campo santo
que cuando las mueve el viento

parece que están llorando

A un santo cristo de fierro

mis penas le conté yo
cuales serían mis penas, llorona

que el santo cristo lloró
hay de mi llorona,

llorona llévame contigo
cúbreme con tu manto llorona

porque me muero de frío

Dicen que no tengo duelo,

Porque no me ven llorar,
Hay muertos que no hacen ruido,

Y es más grande su penar.

No creas que porque canto,

Tengo el corazón alegre,

También de dolor se canta,

Cuando llorar no se puede.

Hay de mi llorona,

llorona llévame contigo
cúbreme con tu manto llorona

porque me muero de frío

I don't know why

We're wasting time

You're all I need

Come away with me

When your eyes

Mirror mine

Make me believe

(You'll) Run away with me

It's not too late

(For a) simple escape

How it could be

Come away with me

Rain drops fallI’m going to lose controlWhy don’t you just pay smallAttention to me
Hear me callLook at my broken soulOut of this deep dark holeCome and rescue me
Can’t you see that I’m reaching out for youTake my hand and we’ll try something new

I felt tallAble to break a wallThought we had touched the goalJust you and me
Now I’m smallYou chose to let me fallLike an old used dollYou’ve abandoned me
Can’t you feel that I’m still loving youIn my dreams we were meant to be two
Raindrops fallI’m going to lose controlWhy don’t you just pay smallAttention to me
Hear me callLook at my broken soulOut of this deep dark holeCome and rescue me
Can’t you feel that I’m still loving youIn my dreams we were meant to be two
Can’t you see that I’m reaching out for youTake my hand and we’ll try something new