Nebunia furtunii [English translation]

Once there was an evening

with a twillight of silence and a begining of a hard night

In my soul.

There was also a morning

with warm milk and coffee and croissants

in my soul.

Now there's only the storm

or the mad silence

before...

I close my eyes and see you.

I see you with my open eyes as well

and I can't help it, can't make you understand

all that I'm feeling for you.

I close my eyes and see you.

I see you with my open eyes as well

and I can't help it, can't do it, to tell you

The madness of the storm is in me

Once there was a night

with white hours, long hours, hours in which you learn to cry,

In my soul

Once there was a day

with new and old joys, walking the street hand in hand

In my soul.

Now there's only the storm

or the mad silence

before...

I close my eyes and see you.

I see you with my open eyes as well

and I can't help it, can't make you understand

all that I'm feeling for you.

I close my eyes and see you.

I see you with my open eyes as well

and I can't help it, can't do it, to tell you

The madness of the storm is in me