Post iubire [English translation]

I'm lying on the floor and in my arms, (is) our dead love...

She(the love- imagining it as an actual person) gave her soul(died) yesterday, after you slammed the door behind you

I'm looking at her inert body

I don't know if I'll be able to forgive

You jumped at me with a knife, she got between us(in front of him, as a shield) and that's how she died

If it wasn't for her, you would have stabbed me deep straight in the soul

And her warm body is hanging

And I don't seem to know what to do.

I walked day and night with the love in my arms

And I buried her so far away

You won't find her

It was a tough mourning, the wound from the knife closed(healed) slowly

I even deceived myself with your memory in an ideal way

But I can't forget her last breath

And the night when alone just me and a dog put her in the ground

I walked day and night with the love in my arms

Without any funeral service(ritual or something) I buried her

You won't find her

I cannot and I don't want to die from(because of) love

You're part of me, I'm burying you too

Another woman will take out the knife

Which you stabbed me with without mercy

And maybe she(another woman) will stab me again with it

So what? The love is dead

But life is alive and life will give birth to

Another love, and another love will give birth to me

To find

Another love

I walked day and night to find it

There is love --otherwise we wouldn't survive--

After love --we wouldn't resist--

When the love dies, you think everything's over

But life wins, you'll love again.