Hai cosar, cosar
Prin oras hoinar, hoinar
L-a vazut un om intr-un car
Si s-a luminat.
Hai cosar, cosar
Prin oras hoinar, hoinar
El da omului vise noi
Oricand si oricui
Ti-a iesit cosaru’n drum
Si-ti inchipui ca de acum
Griji, nevoi, necaz, durere
Se vor duce ca un fum…
Cand pe strada il intalnesti,
Multumit ai sa zambesti,
Fiindca omului ii place,
Ca sa creada in povesti.
Cand la usa’ti bate cioc, cioc, cioc,
Poti sa spui ca ti-a adus noroc…
Ti-a iesit cosaru’ n drum
Si-ti inchipui ca de acum
Griji, nevoi, necaz, durere
Se vor duce ca un fum…
Nu te intrista
Ca te minte dragostea
Si ca-n orice loc
N-ai noroc
Nu te intrista
Uite pe trotuar
Uite trece un cosar
Doar de l-ai privit
Poti sa spui "Voi fi fericit! "
Ti-a iesit cosaru’n drum
Si-ti inchipui ca de acum
Griji, nevoi, necaz, durere
Se vor duce ca un fum…
Cand pe strada il intalnesti
Multumit ai sa zambesti
Fiindca omului ii place
Ca sa creada in povesti
Cand la usa’ ti bate cioc, cioc, cioc
Poti sa spui ca ti-a adus noroc
Ti-a iesit cosaru’ n drum
Si-ti inchipui ca de acum
Griji, nevoï, necaz, durere
Se vor duce ca un fum…
Cosaru', cosaru'…
Let chimney sweeper, chimney sweeper
The city rambling, rambling
L saw a man in a car
And was enlightened.
Let chimney sweeper, chimney sweeper
The city rambling, rambling
He gives man new dreams
Anything, anytime
Did chimney sweep on the way out
And now imagine that
Concerns, needs, grief and pain
It will go like smoke ...
When you meet on the street,
Pleased you smile,
The man likes,
To believe in stories.
When the usa'ti beat knock, knock, knock,
You can tell that brought you luck ...
Did chimney sweep on the way out
And now imagine that
Concerns, needs, grief and pain
It will go like smoke ...
Do not be sad
As you remember love
And like in any place
You lucky
Do not be sad
Look on the sidewalk
Here goes a chimney sweeper
Just watched you
You can say "I'll be happy!"
Did chimney sweep on the way out
And now imagine that
Concerns, needs, grief and pain
It will go like smoke ...
When you meet on the street
Pleased you smile
The man likes
To believe in stories
When the door 'ti knock knock, knock, knock
You can tell that brought you luck
Did chimney sweep on the way out
And now imagine that
Concerns, needs, grief and pain
It will go like smoke ...
Chimney sweep, chimney sweep ...
