Actorul [English translation]

The actor went down the streets

to buy some salami

he wore his parade suit

like an emperor on a land.

Throgh the cars, through the trams,

the actor was rushing, of course

a rain cloud seemed to come

wigs are ungluing...

Oh, poor actor!

Oh, poor artist!

Roles are dying,

life is a sad theatre!

Oh, poor actor!

Oh, poor artist!

Roles are dying,

life is a sad theatre!

And when he got in the line

with sword, cape and shield,

suddenly, the people on the street

recognized him as a ruler.

They shyly stepped aside,

the whole crowd murmured

seeing his gala clothes

"Long live, your majesty!"

Oh, poor actor!

Oh, poor artist!

Roles are dying,

life is a sad theatre!

Oh, poor actor!

Oh, poor artist!

Roles are dying,

life is a sad theatre!

Republicans, as they all are

found another way

to give voice to new emotions

and worshiped the emperor.

But the rain came suddenly

and they, seeing with their own eyes,

her whole face was cleansed

they threw him some kind of payment:

"Fuck him, he's an actor! ..."

Oh, poor actor!

Oh, poor artist!

Roles are dying,

life is a sad theatre!

Oh, poor actor!

Oh, poor artist!

Roles are dying,

life is a sad theatre!

• Artist:Vasile Șeicaru
• Album:Cd single