Текст и перевод песни Nicu Alifantis - Vino Noaptea (Live)

Vino Noaptea (Live)

Numai noaptea vino cand tacerea
Se loveste tainic in feresti
Cand ma-nchid (ursuz) in incaperea
Unde stau si-astept sa te ivesti
Cu un fur ce vrea sa intre-n casa
Dar s-a prins in curte printre vreji
Numai noaptea vino cand se lasa
O perdea de plumb peste ochii treji
Numai noaptea vino cand tacerea
Se loveste tainic in feresti
Cand ma-nchid (ursuz) in incaperea
Unde stau si-astept sa te ivesti
Nu-s frumoase zilele nici calme
Cat aceste nopti ce ma-mpietresc
Daca vii, batand din palme
Numai noaptea vino cand primesc
Numai noaptea vino cand tacerea
Se loveste tainic in feresti
Cand ma-nchid (ursuz) in incaperea
Unde stau si-astept sa te ivesti
Vino-ncet ca ora ce-mi aduce
Sarutarea noptii pe obraz
Locuiesc la ultima rascruce
Cheia-i langa poarta pe zaplaz
Numai noaptea vino cand tacerea
Se loveste tainic in feresti
Cand ma-nchid (ursuz) in incaperea
Unde stau si-astept sa te ivesti

Come to Me at Night (Live)

Come to me only at night when the silence
Knocks softly on my window pane
When alone (and morose) I sit in the room
Where I wait concealed, expecting your appearance
Like a thief who wants to break into a house
But has been caught in the yard, ensnared by spells
Come to me only at night when a leaden curtain
Falls over my wide-awake eyes
Come to me only at night when the silence
Knocks softly on my window pane
When alone (and morose) I sit in the room
Where I wait concealed, expecting your appearance
The days are not pretty or calm
Compared to these nights that petrify me
If you come, clapping your hands
Come to me only at night when I’m susceptible
Come to me only at night when the silence
Knocks softly on my window pane
When alone (and morose) I sit in the room
Where I wait concealed, expecting your appearance
Come slowly as the hour that brings me
The night's kiss on my cheek
My dwelling is at the final crossroads
The key is on the bolted gate
Come to me only at night when the silence
Knocks softly on my window pane
When alone (and morose) I sit in the room
Where I wait concealed, expecting your appearance