Ninsorile din gări [English translation]

It's snowing again, darling, like in a dream,

While our love did not win.

Chorus:

Of so much snowing, I don't now

If it's winter or it's late,

In the silence of a clock.

The long roads in the distance

Carry the snows through the stations,

The ones left in us.

We will always try, try to look at each other,

But from now on we won't be not even in a dream.

(Chorus)

From now on in what destiny we'll keep, by turn,

Just a train ticket of a thought?

(Chorus)

If I'd have the courage, the courage to stop you

And to get you back from your natural path!

(Chorus)