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
