Julie Zenatti why

Tear of sorrow, tear of blood
Sacred tear since
The beginning of time
Listen to me, go to the four winds
And say the sorrows, say the evils
Of all the children
Who only have words
Who cry and who die
Of bitter misery
And of pain
Tell me
Why, oh why
Flows from my veins, drown hearts
Penetrate souls
And flow over bodies
Give them life
Or cast a spell on them
Of all these torches
Rekindle the flame
Ask them why
All these children who cry
And who die of misery
Bitter and of sorrow
Tell me