Tot e alb pe camp, pe dealuri, impregiur, in departare,
Ca fantasme albe plopii insirati se perd in zare,
Si pe-ntinderea pustie, fara urme, fara drum,
Se vad satele perdute sub clabuci albii de fum..."
| Take me where the birds don't cry, And my endless joy will shine. There your breeze can help me fly, Hope replace the clouds into blue sky. |