Dealul cu dor [English translation]

Little brother wind, you, brother

Who beats time without death

Take me the second that holds me

Without death.

In the daytime, the longing is killing me

Heavy like the millstones,

And death revives me

With large flowers of insomnia.

Come, give me the horse to arrive

Where I once was a baby,

To drink the drinking water

Where my mother gave birth to me.

Only some three days

to go, and then

I will come back

To you, brother.

The longing in me cuts wood

And it always signals to me

To climb again on the porch

And to tap on the window with a flower

To cast just a glance

Where my father as a bridegroom

Put his hand on a fantasy

With the world at the buttonhole.

• Artist:Pasărea Colibri