Un om pe niste scari [English translation]

The world is full of sequels

I am a man on some stairs

What is up there? Downthere nothing

Downthere what is it? Upthere nothing

I talk to the others who were

Both upthere and downthere and I don't contradict them

I myself say about the places

Where I've been there's nothing

My neighbour weeds crows

My lady-neighbour weeds make-up

I am a man on some stairs

And a dog sneaking through fences

Once, many times

Cause what can these fences be

Other than former fallen stairs

Other than former fallen stairs

Neighbour, sir, stranger

I don't understand what you have against me

I know, we have the stairs in common

But I pass by here so rarely

The doorman himself can testify

That I have very low ambitions

From time to time I come home

Why do you get upset when I come?

My sole seldom presses

The pedals with an extraneous step

My neighbour weeds crows

My lady-neighbour weeds make-up

I've just got up from fences

And groaning in leaps

I am a man on some stairs

If you want me to be ballad

And because I don't have a star

I accept, I crave, I dream to fall

An angry raven at my death

And now I beg you, smile

In the world full of sequels

You, the ones who weed make-up and crows

Dark and washed-out

Let me be on the stairs