When in Spring the flowers bloom¹，

　　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 tenderly² 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