HE TU MÂNDRULUŢULE |
SET HAND ON HEART ... |
Sanda Golopenţia | tr. Peg Hausman |
He tu mândruluţule Pune mâna pă inimă Vezi caré suntem de zină Care-am greşit dragostii Ne-am lăsat de-a ne ibdi. De-ai greşît mândrúle tu Pice frunza din codrú. De-am greşît mândrúle ieu Nu-m agiute Dumniedzău. De ne-o greşît oamenii Nu s-ar puté hodini Si-n pământ, dac-or muri. N-aivă nice sămn de cruce Nici la groapă cine-i duce. De ne-o greşit fetile N-aivă năroc bietile De cununa ce roşîie Nici de sfânta cununie. De ne-o greşît feciorii Să n-aibă năroc bdieţî. | Set hand on heart, my handsome dear Say which of us is guilty here Say which one sinned our love away So none is left to us today. If you sinned, dear, against our love Then let the forest's leaves fall off If it was I who was at fault Then let God's mercy touch me not If people did this sin to us Then let them living have no rest Nor underground, when die they must No cross nor marker shall they have No friend to walk them to the grave If it was girls who did this sin Then let them have no luck, poor things Not in the bridal wreath so red Nor when the wedding rite is said If it was boys who did this sin Then no good luck, poor things, to them. |
Copyright © Sanda Golopenţia 2009; trans. © Peg Hausman 2009 - publ. Editura Ethnologica
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