La Jardinera [English translation]

To forget you,

I'm going to cultivate the earth.

I hope I can find in it

some remedy for my sorrow.

Here I'll plant the rose bed

with the thickest spines,

I will have the crown ready

for when you die inside me.

For my sadness, a blue violet,

red carnation for my passion,

and to know if you love me back

I pick the petals off a white chamomille.

If you love me a lot, a bit, or nothing,

my heart will stay calm anyway.

Little by little, the cheerful pansies will grow

When they are finally in bloom,

your memories will go far away.

I will be the best friend

of the poppy flower,

I'll put my pillow over it

so I can sleep calmly.

For my sadness, a blue violet,

red carnation for my passion,

and to know if you love me back

I pick the petals off a white chamomille.

If you love me a lot, a bit, or nothing,

my heart will stay calm anyway.

Sprout of lemon balm,

when my sorrows are growing,

the flowers from my garden

will be my nurses.

And if I'm not here

by the time you repent,

You will inherit these flowers,

come and cure yourself with them.

For my sadness, a blue violet,

red carnation for my passion,

and to know if you love me back

I pick the petals off a white chamomille.

If you love me a lot, a bit, or nothing,

my heart will stay calm anyway.