LUCACI FLORENTIN - ONCE WE WERE THREE - ODATĂ AM FOST TREI ENGLISH VERSION
On your birthday, my beautiful one, mind I would like to wish you a lot
And you will listen to what I have to command now
After that, you will diligently execute everything I say
You're not my wife, you're actually my daughter
In the mist of time in a small block near a water
With traces of petrol oil and gas not very clean
It smelled like an old town refinery but it was home
We were designing the new times, life was not easy
On the feet of a child on wide stone streets
In the crib with the stories of once upon a time
With dreams of beautiful girls fairies kites and chocolate
I was a beautiful good child like you when you were little
I was with my mother all day, too bad I didn't have a grandmother
I was my father and mother wonder I was fearless
I was their desired child, unprecedented joy
Once we were three ooo what beautiful times
Dad was a young engineer and had just finished
He worked day and night at the institute and still hadn't forgotten
Beautiful life at Telega with a cow and three houses
Worked saturday too to have goodies on the tables
Even sunday many times without caring
He took him briefcase to job or on frequent trips
The day with my mother was good because she took care of me
To grow up beautiful and healthy as it should be
Washed laundry more by hand with some soap
When you saw them they were like stones but yellow
She took my hand and we walked to the market
Crossing a small so-called park with grass
Three pilings with gas lanterns for light
The drawbridge thrown over the water with gasoline
Because then there was only one car per hour
My feet hurt in my little boy's sandals
Then I found out what it means to walk
More than that, my mother pulled me up with shoes
I was too small too tired by the road too wide
And its end was never in sight
My mother was young curly haired and very beautiful
She was highly appreciated by passers by vendors
I heard words of admiration but also of scorn
Because the new Romania that we all wanted was rich
GoD, it was run by evil torturers and security guards
It was paralyzed by the so-called communists
It was full of stupid, mean, bad militiamen
It was suffocated by naive basque wearing peasant towns people
All were upside down fear was the menu of the day
We were statistics, living like Dej from the mercy box
I was looking with my little eyes at the schools in the neighborhood
Run by executives and guys with an iron fist
They and the students sang 'I look through the iron bars'
They were building the new iron man and woman
Horse drawn carts with iron horseshoes passed by
To believe in all this honestly, you were a big sucker
At night I looked at the sky with moon and stars
Through the large clean windows without curtains
The workers cotton wool factory was always on fire
At night, they were taken to the hospital with the rescuers
But there were still no tails, cold, darkness and hunger
The radiators burned hot all day and night
The hot water was boiled and the taps were always running
We put large trays of cold water on the radiators
Let the air not be so dry in all the rooms
And the three of us bathed daily with full tubs
Not like today exclusively a shower looking at the water meters
We didn't have bath foams or fine shampoos
But there was a Cheia soap for everyone
We didn't have expensive periodontal toothpastes
But mom and dad bought Spring and Crystal
There was no home or family without few children
There was early competition in births and marriages
What are you up to, it's no longer fashionable to be alone
As they used to say after the failed false revolutions
You too must have offspring like humans daughters and sons
Not the lonely depressed barren life on the plains
Why to work to earn money wealth other nonsense
And after you, let everything be lost because you have no one left
To leave houses, lands, cars, money, legacies
No, that's not why we educated you so highly
Through nurseries, kindergartens, high schools and many faculties
To be a dead line like trains without followers
Not to make your mother burst into tears
Not to open the door to your mother in passions
Not to disown and discredit both of your parents
Not to invent false scenarios with others
You're glad you have money now and you're doing fine without me
But when you were in our hands you know very well
A small mistake in money strategy or vision
Was necessary that nothing should be chosen from you
We were three once and it was beautiful whether you like it or not
We went on holidays together with our family
We were three of us with them too and you wait for his money
To buy you dolls christmas trees or a hundred original jeans
May he forever give you the best food all your life
To pay you many times what your mouth wants to say
To raise and educate you to be of help to them
When they won't get out of bed or in the stroller
When they will starve or when he will be left alone
To be at their head at the cemetery when they die like any other being
You have been dozens of times with me and my dad to the graves
You were always wide eyed sad and brooding
You said yes we are two times three be no worries
When my mother died you didn't come to my father either
All the angels howled and the gods wept the heavens
Blue skies tears full of unspoken resentments
Our two parental hearts cried in unison
How to go to some foreign and unconscious cops
How to pay excessively much to some lawyers
To stage scenarios of liars and scoundrels
For which they can be fired and jailed
For false use of false and gross misrepresentation
With gross forgeries and cowardly false testimony
To obtain a wrongful conviction against your father
Which can always land you in jail too
What are you sick now, aren't we three of us anymore?
Well, than a life on the run and missing from home
You will wake up next to Jesus one morning
You will ascend to the skies over green fields
You will tell for the last time what am I looking for in life
Once we were three, but now it's getting better, thank God.
LUCACI FLORENTIN
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