Ziua vrăjitoarelor - Cargo

Intr-o zi de joi,

Ca asa-i la noi,

Seara se lasa fara folos.

Poate nu-i asa

Si e altceva,

Norii se lasau pana jos.

Frunzele fosneau,

Cainii toti urlau,

Ca se aratau varcolaci.

Iata ielele, vrajitoarele,

Ursitoarele si un vraci.

Azi e ziua lor,

Ziua ielelor,

Vrajitoarelor,

Pana in zori.

Iata se pornesc

Si se sfatuiesc

Oalele pocnesc

Cu licori.

II:

Boabe si furnici,

Ierburi si urzici,

Tot ce e aici, mana lor,

Dragoste si vis,

Iad si Paradis,

In palma ti-au scris

Soarta ta.

O, o, o, ai un mare noroc,

O, o, o, ghinioane deloc.

Tot ce vezi, sa nu crezi

Ca asa ti-e viata;

Poti sa-ntrebi, daca vrei,

VrajЇtoarele.

On a thursday

That's how it is with us,

The evening is useless.

Maybe not

If anything else,

The clouds were dropping.

The leaves rustled,

The dogs were all screaming,

That they looked like werewolves.

Here are the witches, the witches,

Curses and a healer.

Today is their birthday,

Iel day

Witches,

Until dawn.

Here they go

And they advise

The pots are cracking

With liquor.

II:

Grains and ants,

Herbs and nettles,

Everything here, their hand,

Love and dream

Hell and Paradise,

They wrote in your palm

Your fate.

Oh, oh, oh, good luck,

Oh, oh, oh, bad luck at all.

Everything you see, don't believe

That's how your life is;

You can ask, if you want,

Witches.