When in Spring the flowers bloom，

And everything is born anew，

Why do I have to cry？

I could be sharing this beauty with you.

Why， oh why do I have to sigh？

When the sun in the Summer noon，

Shines so brightly upon the land，

Why do I have to cry？

I could be holding you by the hand.

Why， oh why do I have to sigh？

Winds blow tenderly in Autumn，

And the leaves so gently fall，

Why do I have to cry？

I know we could have had it all.

Why， oh why do I have to sigh？

Cold outside in Winter evenings，

Colder here within my heart，

Why do I have to cry？

I never wanted us to be appart.

Why， oh why do I have to sigh？

Author： Zanzi