Album:
Ethnomecanica
Original lyrics
Romanian
Translation
English
Cantec de Drum
De la un picior de plai,
Pana la o gura de rai,
Este multa cale,
Si la deal, si la vale,
Si e un car de ani- zece,
De cand viata in drum
Trece,
De cand cautam prin lume
Cantece si glume,
Snoave si povesti
Alese, moldovenesti…
I
De la Nistru batranul pana hat departe,
Drumul nostru lung de casa ne desparte,
Se ridica la deal, apoi coboara-n vale,
Turme si ciobeni-munteni ne ies in cale,
Adunam de la ei zicatori si glume,
Cantece si povesti cautam prin lume,
Zece ani colindam, cutreieram pamantul,
Zece ani mic si mare ne aude cantul.
De la munte pan’ la mare,
Drumu-i lung, sfarsit nu are,
Scoala, frate, iesi din casa,
Drumul cheama, nu te lasa.
Sa iti fie cu noroc!
Sa iti fie cu noroc!
II
Am urcat si la munte, am ajuns la mare,
Strabatut-am stepe ce se pierd in zare,
Ratacit-am prin paduri intunecate,
Hoinarit-am prin orase fermecate,
Am trecut prin sate, am intrat in case,
Am iubit femei tinere, frumoase,
Zece ani colindam, cutreieram pamantul,
Zece ani mic si mare ne aude cantul.
Mai,
De la munte pan’ la mare,
Hop, hop, s-asa!
Drumu-i lung, sfarsit nu are,
Hop, hop, s-asa!
Scoala, frate, iesi din casa,
Hop, hop, s-asa!
Drumul cheama, nu te lasa.
Hop, hop, s-asa!
Hop, hop, hop,
Sa iti fie cu noroc!
Sa iti fie cu noroc!
Hop s-asa!
Soarele rasare,
Iar la drumul mare
Si pe cai calare
Trebu’ sa pornim.
Eu ma uit in zare,
Iar la drumul mare,
Dorule, cu tine,
Viata s-o traim.
Eu ma uit in zare,
Inima-mi tresare,
Tot in drum ni-e soarta,
Viata s-o traim.
III
Drumu-i greu si cararea e batuta tare,
Drumu-i lung si nici macar sfarsit nu are,
Bine-i cand te asteapta cineva acasa,
Sa te-ntorci bucuros, sa te asezi la masa
Sa ciocnesti un pahar, sa mai pui la cale,
Sa mai razi cu haz, sa mai pui la cale,
Zece ani colindam, cutreieram pamantul,
Zece ani mic si mare ne aude cantul,
Oare cat o sa mai colindam pamantul?
Oare cat o sa ne mai asculte cantul?
Soarele rasare,
Iar la drumul mare
Si pe cai calare
Trebu’ sa pornim.
Eu ma uit in zare,
Iar la drumul mare,
Dorule, cu tine,
Viata s-o traim.
Frunza verde, salba moale,
Hop, hop, s-asa!
Apuca-i pe drum la vale,
Hop, hop, s-asa!
De la munte pan’ la mare,
Hop, hop, s-asa!
Drumu-i lung, sfarsit nu are,
Hop, hop, s-asa!
Scoala, frate, iesi din casa,
Hop, hop, s-asa!
Drumul cheama, nu te lasa.
Hop, hop, s-asa!
Sa iti fie cu noroc!
Sa iti fie cu noroc!
Hop, hop, hop,
Sa ne fie cu noroc!
Sa ne fie cu noroc!
I
De la Nistru batranul pana hat departe,
Drumul nostru lung de casa ne desparte,
Se ridica la deal, apoi coboara-n vale,
Turme si ciobeni-munteni ne ies in cale,
Adunam de la ei zicatori si glume,
Cantece si povesti cautam prin lume,
Zece ani coli
Song for the Road
From the foot of the mountain path,
All the way to the mouth of heaven,
It's a long way there,
Both uphill, and downhill,
And it's been a whole cart of years- ten,
Since when life, in the road,
Passes,
Since when we've been searching in the world
Songs and jokes,
Tales and stories,
Picked out, Moldovan...
I
From the Dniester, old man, to far away
Our long journey, separates us from home
It goes uphill, and then falls downhill,
Flocks of sheep and Wallachian peasants cut our way,
We gather from them sayings and jokes,
Songs and stories we search for in the world,
Ten years we carol, wandering the earth,
Ten years, little and large, hear our song.
From the mountains to the sea,
The road is long, no end in sight,
Up, brother, get out of the house,
The road calls, it doesn't let you go.
May you have lots of luck!
May you have lots of luck!
II
We climbed even mountains, reached even the sea,
Wandered we have steppes that lose themselves in the horizon,
Lost ourselves through darkened forests,
Roamed through enchanted cities,
We passed villages, entered houses,
We loved young, beautiful women,
Ten years we carol, wandering the earth,
Ten years, little and large, hear our song.
I say,
From the mountains to the sea,
Go, go, like that!
The road is long, no end in sight,
Go, go, like that!
Up, brother, get out of the house,
Go, go, like that!
The road calls, it doesn't let you go.
Go, go, like that!
Go, go, go,
May you have lots of luck!
May you have lots of luck!
Go, like that!
The sun rises,
Again at the long road,
And on horseback,
We have to go.
I look at the horizon,
Again at the long road,
Desire, with you,
Life we shall live.
I look at the horizon,
My heart skips a beat,
Our fate is still on the road,
Life we shall live.
III
The road is hard and the path trampled rough,
The road is long and it doesn't even have an end,
It's nice when someone waits for you at home,
To get back happy, to sit down at the table,
To toast a glass, to plan,
To laugh with humor, to plan,
Ten years we carol, wandering the earth,
Ten years, little and large, hear our song.
How much should we wander the earth?
How much will it listen to our song?
The sun rises,
Again at the long road,
And on horseback,
We have to go.
I look at the horizon,
Again at the long road,
Desire, with you,
Life we shall live.
Green leaf, soft necklace,
Go, go, like that!
Grab them on the road downhill,
Go, go, like that!
From the mountains to the sea,
Go, go, like that!
The road is long, no end in sight,
Go, go, like that!
Up, brother, get out of the house,
Go, go, like that!
The road calls, it doesn't let you go,
Go, go, like that!
May you have lots of luck!
May you have lots of luck!
Go, go, go,
May we have lots of luck!
May we have lots of luck!
I
From the Dniester, old man, to far away
Our long journey, separates us from home
It goes uphill, and then falls downhill,
Flocks of sheep and Wallachian peasants cut our way,
We gather from them sayings and jokes,
Songs and stories we search for in the world,
Ten years we carol, wandering the earth,
Ten years, little and large, hear our song.
Song details
Translation details
Added in reply to request by 
miniminnie
miniminnie 
Give a shoutout to deri100
Author's comments:
Dorule is both an articulated name (Doru) and an articulated word (dor, longing/wish/desire)
