Lucid light deserted roads
And silence crawling
And a wind captivated in
My breast jacket
Do you want to walk with me
On the roads of Sinaia?
Green on both sides
Dark and mystic
Do you want to walk with me
On the roads of Sinaia?
Roads with rails rusting and broken
Roads with tiles missing or stolen
Roads cold even after winter sleeping
Do you want to walk with me
On the roads of Sinaia?
Fallen leaves and dirty colored water
Accumulated by the shore of small bridge
Huge oak naked and shameless
Tall pines proud and soundless
Do you want to walk with me
On the roads of Sinaia?
This time I will not drink the green
This time I will not admire those castles
This time I will not touch the rail
This time I will not walk so slowly
This time I will not forget your presence
This time I will lie to you, you are beautiful, not Sinaia
This time I will kiss your hair, whispering
You are all I ever wanted
But stealing a moment I will pocket
A fistful earth of Sinaia
Do you want to walk with me
On the roads of Sinaia?
Do you want us to walk back
From where we started?
Do you want to walk with me
On the roads of Sinaia?
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