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Description
Love is sometimes like a fragile glass - it cracks and clinks, but still rises for a toast. No one remembers how this celebration began, but hands reach out to clink again so that the world can see: we are alive. Let the heart be long since shattered, but the palms are intact - and even with a sense of humor.
There is no sweetness here, only a tart aftertaste, as if there is slightly more wine than necessary, but less than one would like. Between a kiss and a quarrel, there is a pause as long as a breath. They say you can't, but who knows how to love by the rules? Sometimes the only way not to fall apart completely is to raise your glasses again above the ruins and clink them together. So that it rings - and hurts a little less.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Vom ciocni iar ca să ne vadă lumea.
Inima-i distrusă, clar, dar nu ne doare mâna. Vom ciocni iar, că de la vânt și ploi singurele cioburi suntem noi.
Vom ciocni iar ca să ne vadă lumea.
Inima-i distrusă, clar, dar nu ne doare mâna. Vom ciocni iar, că de la vânt și ploi singurele cioburi suntem noi.
Tu poți să-mi aduci liniște, dar poți și să-mi pui haosul în piept.
Eu aș putea să nu te țin, dar lângă tine sufăr mai puțin.
Momentul perfect să spui te iubesc nu e când zâmbesc, ci mai mult când mă cerți.
Noi nu avem voie, dar avem nevoie să ne servim dragostea încet.
Vom ciocni iar ca să ne vadă lumea.
Inima-i distrusă, clar, dar nu ne doare mâna.
Vom ciocni iar, că de la vânt și ploi singurele cioburi suntem noi. Vom ciocni iar ca să ne vadă lumea.
Inima-i distrusă, clar, dar nu ne doare mâna.
Vom ciocni iar, că de la vânt și ploi singurele cioburi suntem noi.
Vom ciocni iar.
Vom ciocni iar.
-Singurele cioburi suntem noi.
-Ar fi mai bine, dragoste, să ne cinstim seara cu buzele, că într-o zi poate nu vin și vinul ăsta va rămâne plin.
Momentul perfect să spui te iubesc nu e când zâmbesc, ci mai mult când mă cerți.
Noi nu avem voie, dar avem nevoie să ne servim dragostea încet.
Vom ciocni iar ca să ne vadă lumea.
Inima-i distrusă, clar, dar nu ne doare mâna.
Vom ciocni iar, că de la vânt și ploi singurele cioburi suntem noi. Vom ciocni iar ca să ne vadă lumea.
Inima-i distrusă, clar, dar nu ne doare mâna. Vom ciocni iar, că de la vânt și ploi singurele cioburi suntem noi.
Vom ciocni iar.
Vom -ciocni iar. Singurele cioburi suntem noi.
-Vom ciocni iar ca să ne vadă lumea. Inima-i distrusă, clar, dar nu ne doare mâna.
Vom ciocni iar, că de la vânt și ploi singurele cioburi suntem noi.
English translation
We will collide again for the world to see.
His heart is broken, of course, but our hand doesn't hurt. We will collide again, because from the wind and rain the only fragments are us.
We will collide again for the world to see.
His heart is broken, of course, but our hand doesn't hurt. We will collide again, because from the wind and rain the only fragments are us.
You can bring me peace, but you can also put chaos in my chest.
I could not hold you, but next to you I suffer less.
The perfect time to say I love you is not when I smile, but more when you scold me.
We are not allowed, but we need to serve our love slowly.
We will collide again for the world to see.
His heart is broken, of course, but our hand doesn't hurt.
We will collide again, because from the wind and rain the only fragments are us. We will collide again for the world to see.
His heart is broken, of course, but our hand doesn't hurt.
We will collide again, because from the wind and rain the only fragments are us.
We will collide again.
We will collide again.
- The only pieces are us.
- It would be better, love, to honor each other with our lips in the evening, because one day I may not come and this wine will remain full.
The perfect time to say I love you is not when I smile, but more when you scold me.
We are not allowed, but we need to serve our love slowly.
We will collide again for the world to see.
His heart is broken, of course, but our hand doesn't hurt.
We will collide again, because from the wind and rain the only fragments are us. We will collide again for the world to see.
His heart is broken, of course, but our hand doesn't hurt. We will collide again, because from the wind and rain the only fragments are us.
We will collide again.
We will collide again. The only fragments are us.
- We will clash again for the world to see. His heart is broken, of course, but our hand doesn't hurt.
We will collide again, because from the wind and rain the only fragments are us.