with what shall I wash?

my favorite thing at frameline so far:

¿Con qué la lavaré?
María Trenor
2003, 11 min
Daybreak in the red-light district of a Spanish town. Someone who earns a living on the streets makes the trek home, sits down, and begins removing make-up. This is a celluloid tribute to the transvestite artists of the late 1970s, just after Franco’s dictatorship. María was born in Valencia (Spain) in 1970 and this is her first film. There's no dialogue, just this haunting 16th century song:

¿Con qué la lavaré la flor de la mi cara?
¿Con qué la lavaré que vivo mal penada?
Lavo me yo cuitada con ansias y dolores.
¿Con qué la lavaré que vivo mal penada?
Lavan le las casadas con agua de limones.

With what shall I wash the flower of my face?
With what shall I wash away my sorrow?
I wash myself to take away the anguish and sadness.
With what shall I wash away my sorrow?
Married women wash with lemon water.