Why are you crying?
For who are you crying?
For which blossoming young girl,
A modest commodity,
A lost virtue?
For nothing
Because in your eyes, I'm almost nothing
Nothing
Why are you crying?
Why did you drink?
For which frolicker,
Which joker,
Which wicked deal?
For nothing
Because in your eyes, I'm almost nothing
Nothing
Why are you crying?
For who are you crying?
For which dishonour,
Which desolation,
Which lost time?
For nothing
Because in your eyes, I'm almost nothing
For nothing
Because without me, you're almost nothing
Nothing, nothing
Why are you crying?
For who are you crying?
Don't you have any pride,
Any self-esteem,
Any virtue?
Why are you crying?
It's fucking annoying, you know