Dacă pozele ar vorbi [English translation]

I wake up in the morning, I cannot smile

To the old, broken mirror in which I look.

Everything is dirty, I'm laying on the bed, it's cloudy outside. I hate

All around me, I'm tensed, life is a test.

In a hurry, I get out of the house, and at the lift's doors,

I kick the dog on the staircase.

It tries to bite me, I fend, I'm thinking

About many questions unnaturally asked in front of the mirror.

The children dream just like we did when

We would stay in line for butter, with our pants ripped in the back,

Hoping, dreaming of better times. Anyway,

We don't have at least half of what we wanted to have.

The years go by, they go by fast,

And those who are able to understand you are getting fewer,

You crawl through life with difficulty, you count the days and you're screaming

That times passes slow when you are suffering.

Chorus:

If photos could talk, the memories would be alive,

We would know again what our thoughts were when we were kids,

Your picture in the frame would probably whisper to you:

"You know, you're not what I wanted you to be."

We run through the world, full of anger,

We are not in the mood for jokes

When it comes to the good days,

The hopes have already gone to hell,

Worries slowly destroy our dreams.

One is doing his homework, one is cutting their veins open,

One is counting the money, another one - the troubles,

All the problems, if put together, in fact

Could not be fit into no one's head, no matter how able it is.

You don't like to depend on someone else, me neither,

You're sick of writing CVs but your hand keeps on writing,

You're convinced that it won't work this time either,

Try to not forget the promises you made to yourself when you were a child.

Chorus:...

The heart is breaking, your soul is crying,

Now, you can see your smile in photos only,

You've grown grey, you're unhappy, broke,

You look at the photo where you noticed your first wrinkle.

The mistakes you made in your life will cost you,

Without rebuff, you lead a pointless life,

You drown yourself in alcohol, you drink away all your money,

You've ended up being awake only when sleeping.

You are exactly like your father when you looked crookedly at him,

Your children see you through the same eyes now,

Whether you are happy or not - you're the only one who knows,

Be honest with yourself, at least now.

You have a lot to say, I would like to listen to you, father,

But I've followed your footsteps once more,

Wish me luck, because I want to do something in my life,

I'm leaving you in peace in your world made of ice.

Chorus:...

• Artist:Ombladon