Vinul de Primae [English translation]

Ever since I was little, my entire life

I liked to drink,

To smoke, to punch

And to do what I want.

It was no use when my father

Used to beat me with a hose,

And whenever he wasn't looking for me

He found me in the cellar at Mangu.

Hard, it was suddenly hard for me

Until he taught me to drink

With a large cup

The black wine of Primae.

I know, if it were in a notebook

To write them all, so many cups,

There would be no clean sheet.

I went through so many places

Since then, so many years!

I stepped on so many places

I spent a lot of money,

But I've never seen anything like it

To soften my soul,

I never drank anything to replace

The black wine of Primae.

Hard, it was suddenly hard for me

Until he taught me to drink

With a large cup

The black wine of Primae.

I know, if it were in a notebook

To write them all, so many cups,

There would be no clean sheet.

Hard, it was suddenly hard for me

Until he taught me to drink as well

With a large cup

The black wine from the bucket.

I know, if it were in a notebook

To write them all, so many cups,

There would be no clean sheet, I know...

• Artist:Pavel Stratan
• Album:Amintiri din copilărie Vol. 1 (2004)