Translation of the song lyrics Dor Sa Te Ador - Doddy, Lora

Dor Sa Te Ador (original)

Si mi-e dor sa te ador
Cand incepe furtuna
Ca nu mi-e totuna
Tu nu mai esti in decor
Si mi-e dor sa te ador
M-ai lasat cu minciuna
Pentru totdeauna
Ai plecat ti-a fost usor

Iar casuta noastra e din nou a mea
Am un sentiment foarte ciudat prin ea
Parca-n orice colt ma uit e cineva
Si peste tot parca vad umbra ta
Iar am obiceiuri, nu le pot schimba
Gandu-mi e la tine, il voi inneca
In paharul asta mi-au ramas toti asii
Decand se pare ca tu vrei doar sa fii sola
Si tot la tine duce busola
Nici macar nu mai stiu cat e ora
Mi-as dori macar s-aud un OLA (OLA)

Si mi-e dor sa te ador
Cand incepe furtuna
Ca nu mi-e totuna
Tu nu mai esti in decor
Si mi-e dor sa te ador
M-ai lasat cu minciuna
Pentru totdeauna
Ai plecat ti-a fost usor

Arde arde arde cand pui paie pe foc
Grade grade grade dar n-am cum sa te scot
Din minte nu pot, nici macar c-un potop
Sa te sting, sa te storc si sa te bag la loc
Fara tine nu sunt eu
Fara tine nu-s acasa chiar daca-s acol' mereu
Unde tin ca la muzeu, Mona Lisa gen trofeu
O poza-n care fericiti eram doar tu si eu
Dar tu vrei sa fii sola
Si tot la tine duce busola
Nici macar nu mai stiu cat e ora
Mi-as dori macar s-aud un OLA (OLA)

Si mi-e dor sa te ador
Cand incepe furtuna
Ca nu mi-e totuna
Tu nu mai esti in decor
Si mi-e dor sa te ador
M-ai lasat cu minciuna
Pentru totdeauna
Ai plecat ti-a fost usor

Dor Sa Te Ador (translation)

And longing aches within—I yearn to worship you,
When the tempest, like a curtain, draws its shadow near,
For nothing lies indifferent in this hollow,
You have vanished from the stage of what I knew.
And longing aches within—I yearn to worship you,
You left me wreathed in all your woven lies,
For all eternity,
You turned and drifted off—as if the flight were light.

And now our little house is mine again—
A strange and spectral feeling stirs its air,
As though in every corner, someone's hidden—
And everywhere your shadow seems to flare.
My rituals return—I cannot change their binding,
My mind circles you, circles—I'll drown it yet,
All my aces, these last hopes, left behind in the goblet's gloom,
Since it seems your one desire is to dwell alone,
Yet the needle’s trembling always points to you,
Not even the hour will reveal itself to me,
If only I could hear a single OLA (OLA)

And longing aches within—I yearn to worship you,
When the tempest, like a curtain, draws its shadow near,
For nothing lies indifferent in this hollow,
You have vanished from the stage of what I knew.
And longing aches within—I yearn to worship you,
You left me wreathed in all your woven lies,
For all eternity,
You turned and drifted off—as if the flight were light.

It burns, it burns, it blazes—when you heap straw on flame,
Degrees upon degrees—but I cannot cast you out,
My mind, a fortress—floods themselves cannot erase you,
To quench your fire, to wring you dry, to return you to your vault—impossible,
Without you, I am exiled from myself,
Without you, I am never home, no matter how I linger there,
Where I preserve us as in a museum glass, a Mona Lisa trophy,
A photograph—just you and I, radiant and alone in joy.
But you desire solitude,
Yet the needle’s trembling always points to you,
Not even the hour will reveal itself to me,
If only I could hear a single OLA (OLA)

And longing aches within—I yearn to worship you,
When the tempest, like a curtain, draws its shadow near,
For nothing lies indifferent in this hollow,
You have vanished from the stage of what I knew.
And longing aches within—I yearn to worship you,
You left me wreathed in all your woven lies,
For all eternity,
You turned and drifted off—as if the flight were light.