De Ce Plang Chitarele

Oooo, stii de ce plang chitarele?Le-au ranit amintirile,Tu iubire spune-le,Ce-a fost nu s-a pierdut!De ce plang chitareleStiu doar felinareleStrunele amareleCe oare au pierdut?Merg pe strada fetele,Fetele cocheteleMa privesc si-mi striga-n urmaHei! Nu-mi raspunzi la SMS...Pe strazi pluteste doar dragosteaNoaptea-i amara fara eaEa cheama, cheama pe altcinevaPlange chitara mea...Oooo, stii de ce plang chitarele?Le-au ranit amintirileTu, iubire, spunele,Ce-a fost nu s-a pierdut!Plang in noapte strunele,Strunele nebuneleTu, iubire, spune-leCe-a fost nu s-a pierdut!De ce plang chitareleCand rasare soarele?Canta pasareleleDespre durerea mea.[English translation:]Do you know why the guitars cryThe memories hurt themYou, my love, tell themThat all we lived isn't lostWhy do the guitars cryOnly the street lights knowThe bitter chordsWhat have they lost?The young girls walk down the streetThe girls, elegantLook at me reproachfullyHey, you don't respond to my SMS!In the streets there's an atmosphere of loveThe night is bitter without herShe calls, calls someone elseMy guitar criesDo you know why the guitars cry?The memories hurt themYou, my love, tell themThat all we lived isn't lostThe chords cry in the nightThe chords, in a panicYou, my love, tell themThat all we lived isn't lostWhy do the guitars cryWhen the sun risesThe birds singMy sorrow