I weep for joy,
On warm restless nights,
In the middle of Summer,
With no escape in sight,

I weep for joy,
With the crushing of dead leaves,
In the beginning of fall,
Suffocates the soul,

I weep for joy,
When the lack of snowfall,
In the dead of winter,
Makes fools us all,

I weep for joy,
As the cool wind blows,
In the rebirth of Spring,
Brings hope once again.