În orașul cu floare de tei [English translation]

Even if thee night is crazy,

I sometimes see you on earth, on the moon,

My dream germinates in the flowerpot

Or at my window.

I make my way through the world

And hear what they say,

I make my way in the street

Just to let them see me,

Just to let them see me.

[R:]

In the city with linden flowers

I still hear your steps,

And I don't want to be in Paris or in Rio,

Neither do I want to say goodbye.

On the old bench, today,

If I sit down and want you to be my match,

This moment won't end,

But only to hurt me.

There's no hatred in my eyes

And I'm letting you know:

I sometimes meet an angel

With just one wing,

Only a wing.

[R: ...]

• Artist:Vasile Șeicaru