e mai bine cate o data sa-ti tii gura inchisa

sa-ti lasi faptele sa-ti vorbeasca in lipsa

fiind plecat cu capul dupa liniste

cel ce are gandul bland protejat e

ma plimb printre pomi

bucuros ascult o arie din natura

cu fiori din vant daca vrei mai mult

sa muncesti mai mult de acum

si sa mergi zambind chiar daca e cel mai greu drum

fara ofuri, ofuri, ofuri pentru tine si-ai tai

lasa muzica mea sa te duca unde vrei

nu vreau ofuri, ofuri in anii cei grei

eu plec ramai cu bine fii ok

oamenii mei ma stiu nebun

de muzica nebun de legat

cand m-afund in fum si nu-mi pasa de drum

delegat sa fiu un voiajor nu va spun

nimic nu ma va dezlega de tot ce am mai bun

nu caut vre’o iubire intr-un bob de amintire

cand fiecare zi imi dicteaza simpla fericire

ascuns intr-un sicriu de carne raman viu destinul meu

va fi sa fiu ce stiu sa fiu

si imi place ca e pace

tot ce ar putea sa ma atace e o ploaie rece

care bine ar face ca

uneori e placut sa fii picurat de stropi

doar sa auzi o percutie care coboara prin plopi

si trecand pe alei sa nu simti vreodata frig

incojurat de cei care te iubesc pentru nimic

hai sa strangem toate rautatile

sa facem un foc sa ne incalzim inimile

it's better to keep your mouth shut once

to let your deeds speak to you in absentia

being left with his head in silence

the one who has the gentle thought protected is

I walk among the trees

I gladly listen to an area of ​​nature

with chills in the wind if you want more

to work harder from now on

and walk smiling even on the hardest road

without offerings, offerings, offerings for you and yours

let my music take you where you want

I don't want offerings, offerings in the hard years

I'm leaving, stay well, be ok

my people know me crazy

crazy music to tie

when I sink into the smoke and don't care about the road

Delegate to be a traveler I will not tell you

nothing will set me free from all my best

I'm not looking for any love in a bead of memory

when every day dictates my simple happiness

hidden in a coffin of flesh, my destiny remains alive

it will be to be what I know to be

and I like that it's peace

all that could attack me is a cold rain

which would do well

sometimes it's nice to be dripping

just to hear a percussion coming down through the poplars

and walking down the alleys never feel cold

surrounded by those who love you for nothing

let's gather all the evils

to make a fire to warm our hearts