Dorul călător [English translation]

My longing has left home, longing

While the weather was fine, longing

And it left somewhat naked,

The bad weather caught him being away

And I'm afraid he froze, longing

But it came back in a week's time, longing

Holdin three ice flowers in his hand, longing

Partly snowed upon, partly as a violet

As if it were swang by a star, longing...

Its snowed half, longing

Got melted by the burning star

And the travelling longing only remained longing longing

Only tear and flight, longing

My longing has left home, longing

While the weather was fine, longing

And it left somewhat naked,

The bad weather caught him being away

And I'm afraid he froze, longing...

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