Toamna a căzutPeste parcul mut.Tainicule dor,In zadar te-alint.
Trandafirii mor,Visurile mint. (bis)
Toamna trece acumÎnvelită-n fum.Unde-i de argintGlasul ei sonor?
Trandafirii mint,Visurile mor. (bis)
Toamna mi te ia,Vis stingher, cu ea,Lacrimă de dor,Strop de mărgărit.
Trandafirii mor,Visurile mint. (bis)
Autumn has comeTo the quiet park,Mysterious nostalgia,In vain I caress you.
Roses are dying,Dreams are lying.
Now autumn goes awayVeiled in smoke.Where’s her silverLoud voice?
Roses are lying,Dreams are dying.
Autumn takes you away from me,Along with her, you, solitary dream,You, teardrop of nostalgia,Pearl drop.
Roses are dying,Dreams are lying.