Oh son, go down to the water
See the women weeping there
And go up into the mountains
The men, they are weeping too
Father, why are all the women weeping?
They are all weeping for their men
Then why are all the men there weeping?
They are weeping back at them
This is a weeping song
A song in which to weep
While all the men and women sleep
This is a weeping song
But I won't be weeping long
Father, why are all the children weeping?
They are merely crying, son
Oh, are they merely crying, Father?
The true weeping is yet to come
This is a weeping song
A song in which to weep
While all the little children sleep
This is a weeping song
But I won't be weeping long
Oh, Father, tell me, are you weeping?
Your face it seems wet to touch
Oh, then I'm so sorry, Father
Never thought I'd hurt you so much
This is a weeping song
A song in which to weep
While we rock ourselves to sleep
This is a weeping song
But I won't be weeping long
But I won't be weeping long
But I won't be weeping long
No, I won't be weeping long