Vezi versiunea în Română aici.
When you get to be a burden to yourself When unimaginable pains fall over you When there are spring flowers on the branches But dead leaves fall inside of you When towards the secretly mirage which breaks apart You wander like a fisherman of deceits Can’t you hear a brother’s voice who calls you? Can’t you hear eternal love’s sigh? Come back to the Lord Just as you are With rags and burdens in your soul. Come back to the Lord A new mind and a new heart to ask for Come back to the Lord At His bosom, to understand how much He loves On the eternal wounds, you’ll weep happily Come back to the Lord Retrieved child. As in a game, tying your eyes with a cloth You run to catch the lie of a dream But halt, friend, take count Your steps head continuously to the abyss Vainly you watch the ghost of deception Vainly you grab with both your fists You’ll pay again tribute to disappointment Tired, with tearful eyes, with empty fists.
Lyrics by Romanian poet, Costache Ioanid.
See the musical version below, with English subtitles.
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