Oh,
I don't have any tears left, my brothers,
I don't have any tears left
Oh,
I didn't cry for a lover,
I didn't have any hair left,
I didn't have any tears left
Oh,
God,
I have less tears left than I had before,
tears,
tears,
tears
But again a letter came to me from my bride,
from my hand,
from my hand
Oh,
I have less tears left than I had before,
tears,
tears,
tears
But again I suffer,
I suffer from the hand of the victim,
I suffer,
I suffer from the tears of the victim
I suffer from the hand of the victim