vantu-si unduia crucile peste morminte.
te avertizasem,
Va veni furtuna, iubite!
tu insa sfinx mi-erai cu ochii-ti reci
si teama nu-ti era de tunete, de fulgere,
de calmul ce si-a asternut lesurile-i intre noi.
Tu mut,
Eu furioasa..pe pielea-mi uda, pe chipu-ti sters, pe lacrimi,
furioasa si trista..
S-a stins glasul intre noi…

The wind threw the crosses over the graves.

I warned you,

The storm is coming, beloved!

but you were like a sphinx with your cold eyes 

And you were not afraid of thunder, of lightning,

of the calm that has landed the corpses among us.

You were mute,

I was angry..on my wet skin, on your wiped face, on my tears,

angry and sad ..

The voice went out between us ...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iUVvpircaxo