Wamintirile [English translation]

My days are counted

My memories are killing me

They beat me with the feet

They didn't let me fall the wall

They (vantat?) me and they sold me

They also bound a stone (on my leg) so that I am not able to run away

They closed the windows

They changed my locks

The "memories" are killing me

"The memories"

My days are counted

The memories are killing me

In winter and summer I am walking drunk

The thoughts in me remain silent

My eyes remain (watching)in the television

The news are coming out of the loudspeaker

I closed my windows

I changed my locks

The eyes,the eyes in the TV...

The eyes are in the TV

Whole nights without sleep

And the tears are drowning me

When the news terrorize us

The eyes are in the TV

Whole nights without sleep

And the tears are drowning me

The "memories" are killing us