Bring to me a cup of wine
And come and keep me company
For me this night
Will be the very last
Hey life, you drip poison
I’m sick of you
And the golden palaces you promised
Are all just fake
Sing to me sad songs
From the bottom of your heart
There is nothing heavier
Than my very own sufferings
Hey life, you drip poison
I’m sick of you
And the golden palaces you promised
Are all just fake
And if someday, friends, you see
A mother grieving
Just tell her to deal with it
And not to go on waiting for me
Hey life, you drip poison
I’m sick of you
And the golden palaces you promised
Are all just fake
