Păsări de fum [English translation]

They're born from dreams only at late hours

Stretched, they float over empty skies

Pale light flows out of the clouds

I feel them coming together with the dawn.

I'm always looking for them, always waiting for them

They're beating in my chest with blind wings

I'm always looking for them, it's hard without them

They're white traces all over my soul.

Birds of smoke,

Fires on the road

Birds of smoke...

They bring us sadness, bring us joy

They bring us the light of a new day

I'm always looking for them, it's hard without them

They're white traces all over my soul.

Birds of smoke,

Fires on the road

Birds of smoke...