Copilul și Durerea [English translation]

The child and the pain stay in a constant embrace

Only his eyes still breathe and are still clean

Not even the sickness knows if it's done with him yet:

He could have been an angel but, I even took his soul.

But look, when the morphine enters him:

-My dear friend- my morphine,

Take me to the castle, take me to the castle, take to the castle

The wind runs along with me, toward the castle

New brick, God let it rain!

The sun opens my gate toward him

Bad brick, God let it stay

Look at my princess, she's coming to get me

Mom, I'm going to play with her

Dad, I'm going to get her a star

Oh, but what is happening?

The wind has stopped

The sun has darkened

The sickness has embraced me again

Im dreaming!!!!!!

Please don't take my princess.

God, dear God, give him his princess back

Give him as many dreams as possible

And make an angel out of him

God, dear God, give him his princess back

Give him as many dreams as possible

And make an angel out of him

And make an angel out of him

(Children's Choir)

God, dear God, give him his princess back

Give him as many dreams as possible

And make an angel out of him

God, dear God, give him his princess back

Give him as many dreams as possible

And make an angel out of him

And make an angel out of him

A girl dressed in all white

Is heading to his bed

She takes is hand in hers

She caresses his head

Suddenly a gentle breeze slowly cools his hands

And a porcupine has pricked him, and is slowly draining into him

My morphine-dear friend

Take me to the castle, take me to the castle, take me to the castle

I want to stay here, my princess

For us to mount a small horse

To fly up, away with him

O Princess, life is pulling me back

Hold me, please, right here

Hold me please, right here

Im dreaming! Im dreaming

Please, dont take my princess away