Sync Different

ES:

No sé que tienen las flores
Las flores del campo santo
No sé 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 (llorona)
Mis penas le conté yo
A un santo cristo de fierro, llorona
Mis penas le conté yo

Y cuales serían mis penas, llorona
Que el santo cristo lloró
Y cuales serían mis penas, llorona
Que el santo cristo lloró

Hay de mi llorona
Llorona llévame contigo
Hay de mi llorona
Llorona llévame contigo

Y cúbreme con tu manto, llorona
Porque me muero de frío
Y cúbreme con tu manto, llorona
Porque me muero de frío

Dicen que no tengo duelo
Porque no me ven llorar
Dicen que no tengo duelo, llorona
Porque no me ven llorar

Hay muertos que no hacen ruido
Y es más grande su penar
Hay muertos que no hacemos ruido
Y es más grande mi penar

No creas que porque canto (llorona)
Tengo el corazón alegre
No creas que porque canto, llorona
Tengo el corazón alegre

También de dolor se canta, llorona
Cuando llorar no se puede
También de dolor se canta, llorona
Cuando llorar no se puede

Hay de mi, llorona
Llorona llévame contigo
Hay de mi, llorona
Llorona llévame contigo
Hay de mi, llorona
Llorona llévame contigo

Y cúbreme con tu manto, llorona
Porque me muero de frío



EN:

I don't know what's wrong with the flowers
The flowers of the holy field
I don't know what's wrong with the flowers
The flowers of the holy field

That when the wind moves them
They seem to be crying

To a holy iron Christ (Llorona (weeping woman))
I told my sorrows
To a holy iron christ, Llorona
I told my sorrows

And how great were my sorrows, Llorona
That the holy Christ wept
And how great were my sorrows, Llorona
That the holy Christ wept

Oh my, Llorona
Llorona take me with you
Oh my, Llorona
Llorona take me with you

And cover me with your mantle, Llorona
For I'm dying of cold
And cover me with your mantle, Llorona
For I'm dying of cold

They say I don't grieve
Because they don't see me cry
They say I don't grieve, Llorona
Because they don't see me cry

There are dead people who don't make a noise
Yet their sorrow is greater
There are dead people whom we don't make a noise
Yet my sorrow is greater

Don't think that because I sing (Llorona)
I have a happy heart
Don't think that because I sing, Llorona
I have a happy heart

Also from pain one sings, Llorona
When one cannot cry
Also from pain one sings, Llorona
When we cannot cry

Oh my, Llorona
Llorona take me with you
Oh my, Llorona
Llorona take me with you
Oh my, Llorona
Llorona take me with you

And cover me with your mantle, Llorona
For I'm dying of cold

Shala la la la
Hold tight.
Shala la la la
It's gonna be alright.
These days are lost and long;
All things are crooked and cold;
I'm itching to be numb.
I don't wanna see or know.
Shala la la la
Hold me.
Shala la la la
Hold me.
Let me take you into my arms;
Shield you from weary and pain.
Who are they who’ve not known harm?
Oh love, I just can't say.
Shala la la la
Hold me tight
Shala la la la
It's gonna be alright
I'll sing you a tune –
When love dies in the dark.
A song for those who lose;
Life gone and took my spark.
Shala la la la
Hold me.
Shala la la la
Hold me.
The day is lost and long;
All things are crooked and cold.
We’re fixing to be numb.
I don't wanna see or know.
Shala la la la
Well it's alright.
Shala la la la
Get me through the night.
Shala la la la
It's gonna be alright.
Shala la la la
Hold me tight.
Shala la la la
Hold me tight.
Shala la la la
It's gonna be alright.
Shala la la la
It's gonna be alright.