Imaginea din mintea mea aș vrea să fie a ta !Lumina ce mă va urca să fie a ta !Ploaia care știu că va cădea aș vrea să spele viața mea, să fie a ta !Mâna care mă va strânge aș vrea să fie a ta !Talpa care mă va frânge să fie a ta !Vocea care știu că va minți aș vrea să fie tot a ta !
A ta, a ta, a ta, să fie tot a ta !
Lacrima din palma mea aș vrea să fie a ta !Umbra ce mă va urma să fie a ta!Patul nefăcut din viața mea aș vrea să poarte urma ta !
A ta, a ta, a ta, să fie tot a ta !
I would like the picture in my thoughts to be yours !That the light that raises me up would be yours !I would like the rain of which I know it will fall down to rince my life, and to be yours!I would like the hand that will squeeze me to be yours!I would like the sole that will break me to be yours!I would like the voice, of which I know it will lie to me, to be yours forever!
Yours, à yours, yours, that it would be yours forever !
I would like the tear in my handpalm to be yours!That the shadow that will follow me would be yours!I would like the bed that's not made up in my life to carry your traces !
Yours, à yours, yours, that it would be yours forever !