| Nu regret nu ma jelesc nu strig
| I don't regret it, I don't cry, I don't cry
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| Toate trec floarea spulberata
| They all pass the scattered flower
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| Vestejit de-al toamnei mele frig
| Withered from my cold autumn
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| Nu voi mai fi tanar niciodata
| I will never be young again
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| N-ai sa mai zvacnesti ca pan-acum
| You're not going to shake like you used to
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| Inima racita prea devreme
| Heart chilled too soon
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| S-o pornesc din nou descult la drum
| I set off barefoot again
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| Stampa luncii n-o sa ma mai cheme
| The picture of the meadow will no longer call me
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| In dorinti incep zgarcit sa fiu
| In desires I begin to be stingy
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| Te-am trait sau te-am visat doar, viata
| I lived you or I only dreamed of you, life
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| Parca pe un cal trandafiriu
| It's like a rose horse
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| Vesel galopai de dimineata
| Cheerful galloping in the morning
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| Dor de duca tot mai rar, mai rar
| I miss the duke less and less
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| Pui pe buze flacara pornirii
| Put the starting flame on your lips
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| O pierdutu-i prospetimei har
| He lost his freshness of grace
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| Cu vioiu-i clopot al simtirii
| With a lively bell of feeling
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| O pierdutu-i prospetimei har
| He lost his freshness of grace
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| Cu vioiu-i clopot al simtirii
| With a lively bell of feeling
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| Toti suntem vremelnici pentru veci
| We are all temporary forever
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| Rar ning fragii frunzele desarte
| Rarely do snowflakes break the leaves
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| Binecuvўntat sa fie deci
| So blessed be he
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| Ca traiesc si ca ma duc spre moarte
| That I live and that I am going to die
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| Binecuvantat sa fie deci | So blessed be he |