Lumea ta [English translation]

Sometimes you see in colors and you feel you could

Hide away, avoid, ignore

A part of you, a part of you.

There are times when you fall apart and you try to convince yourself

And you understand that you begin to hate

A part of you, a part of you.

And you know how to count, how to read and how children are born

And you no longer believe in Ali Baba and in nonsense

And you feel that it will never be as it once was

And more and more often come to your mind

Your mother’s words who used to say you should belive in your world.

Your world, your world

Where you can still dream,

Where you can still fly,

Where there are thousands of colors and worlds

Among which your own world is.

Sometimes you no longer have strenght,

You no longer believe in tomorrow after yesterday

But something gives you hope,

It’s a part of you, a part of you

That knows everything you’d like,

That knows everything about your life

And your inner child.

When you scold me it hides away,

That part of you, that part of you.

And you know how to count, how to read and how children are born

And you no longer believe in Ali Baba and in nonsense

And you feel that it will never be as it once was

And more and more often come to your mind

Your mother’s words who used to say you should belive in your world.

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Your world, your world

Where you can still dream,

Where you can still fly,

Where there are thousands of colors and worlds

Among which your own world is.