Paroles et traduction Pavel Stratan - Foc La Ghete

Foc La Ghete

Seara cand apare luna
Fetele-s una ca una
Dac-te uiti la dansele, ingheti.
Stiu ca deseara, chiar de tata
O s-ma-ncuie cu lacata,
Eu, oricum, din casa evadez.
Stiu ca fetele frumoase
Seara nu prea stau pe-acasa
Mai ales, acele cu ochii verzi
Dar mie imi place, oricum de tati
Nu conteaza ochii fetii
Tanara sa fie, asta-i just.
Numai ca, chestia, uite care-i!
Care-i tanara, nu are
Tot aceleasi gusturi. Da' am spus:
Oricat nu s-ar tinea de tare,
Dupa doua-trei pahare
Gustul lor se face-aceleasi gust
Tot e bun. Dar unde-i fata
Care sa ma-nteleaga tata
Ca pentru dansa eu ma dau in vant?
Si de dim'neata pana seara
Stau in mana cu chitara
Si numai pentru dansa vreau sa cant.
Dar la noapte, "nani-nani"
Faca cine n-are anii,
Dar eu sa ma culc nu am de gand.
Uite, Zina trece drumul,
Repede ma strecor ca fumul
Si-o intampin, dar intamplator:
"-Cum cu viata?"
"-Parca-i bine, dar la tine?"
"-Dar la mine tot e bun. Dar uite ca mai am un dor"
Ea-mi intinde mie mana
Dar ce vreau eu nu vrea Zina,
Stie ea ce toti baietii vor
Cand ma uit pe drum la vale,
Veronica mergea-agale
O ajung si-n dreptul ei ma tin-
Eu ma uit si ea se uita,
Eu vorbesc, ea ma asculta
Dar de-aicea... sta cu frica-n san.
Eu cu dansa, mi se pare
Ca ne cunoastem din nascare
Dar se vede, ca asta e putin.
Oare cine-i fata asta
Care seamana cu Nastea?
Merge-ncet, cu ochii aplecati.
Numai daca ridica ochii
Fac un pas si ma apropii
Suta de procente-mi cade-n lat
Am atata bucurie!
Vrei si tu? Iti dau si tie, daca vrei.
Dar daca nu vrei, nu n-at'".
Una pleaca, alta vine
Bine ii, dar nu-i prea bine
Toate is grabite, nu stiu cum.
Parca-mi pare mie saga,
Dar ceva aici nu leaga
Timpul trece, da' eu stau in drum.
Ori ca eu nu fac ce trebu'
Cum nu dau, nu cade gherbu'
Tot ii bun, da' nu chiar tot ii bun.
Repede ma intorc acasa
Stiu ca mai exist-o sansa
Timp de-ajuns mai este pana-n zori.
Fac orice numai sa fie
Bine lor si bine mie.
Asa-i viata cand nu vrei s-te-nsori.
Si de la mama din gradina
Rup vreo trei din radacina,
Cele mai mari si mai frumoase flori.
Da' din dulapul plin cu haine
Mi le-aleg pe cele mai faine,
De n-am sa ma cunosc pe mine eu:
Pantalonii cei cu dunga,
Camesuta cu maneca lunga
Si cravata tatei de flacau.
Dac-asa va merge treaba,
Iat-acum au dat de naiba
Toate fetele din satul meu
Zica ce n-ar zice tata,
Nu ma las batut, si gata!
Nici un pas in urma nu mai dau.
Las' s'mai steie el acasa
Daca nimic nu-l deranjeaza.
Eu, de-o vorba-acasa nu mai stau.
Si daca m-am pornit la fete
Nu stiu decat: "foc la ghete!"
Asta-i tot ce-am vrut si tot ce vreau.

Fire in My Boots

When the moon appears in the evening
The girls are one and the same
If you look at them, you freeze.
I know that tonight, even if dad
Locks me up with a padlock,
I will escape from the house anyway.
I know that beautiful girls
Don't really stay at home in the evening
Especially those with green eyes
But I like it, no matter what dad says
The color of the girl's eyes doesn't matter
As long as she's young, that's just right.
The thing is, here's the deal!
Those who are young don't have
All the same tastes. But I said:
No matter how strong they hold on,
After two or three drinks
Their taste becomes the same
Everything is good. But where is the girl
Who will understand me, dad
That I'm head over heels for her?
And from morning till evening
I hold the guitar in my hand
And only for her I want to sing.
But tonight, "nighty-night"
Let those who are not old enough do it,
But I have no intention of going to bed.
Look, Zina is crossing the road,
I quickly sneak like smoke
And I meet her, but by chance:
"-How's life?"
"-Seems good, but how about you?"
"-Everything is good with me too. But I have one more desire"
She reaches out her hand to me
But what I want, Zina doesn't,
She knows what all the boys want
When I look down the road,
Veronica was walking slowly
I catch up and keep up with her-
I look and she looks,
I talk, she listens to me
But from here... she stands with fear in her chest.
With her, it seems to me
That we have known each other since birth
But it seems that this is not enough.
I wonder who this girl is
Who looks like Nastya?
She walks slowly, with her eyes downcast.
If she just raises her eyes
I'll take a step and approach
One hundred percent she'll fall for me
I have so much joy!
Do you want some too? I'll give you some too, if you want.
But if you don't want it, I won't force it".
One leaves, another comes
It's good, but it's not that good
They are all in a hurry, I don't know how.
It seems strange to me,
But something doesn't fit here
Time passes, but I stand in the way.
Either I'm not doing what I should
If you don't give, you don't receive
Everything is good, but not everything is good.
I quickly return home
I know there is still a chance
There is still enough time before dawn.
I'll do anything just to be
Good for them and good for me.
That's life when you don't want to get married.
And from mom's garden
I'll pick three from the roots,
The biggest and most beautiful flowers.
And from the closet full of clothes
I choose the coolest ones,
So that I won't recognize myself:
The pants with the stripes,
The long-sleeved shirt
And my dad's tie from when he was a young man.
If things go like this,
Now they've gone crazy
All the girls in my village
Whatever dad may say,
I won't give up, and that's it!
I'm not taking a step back.
Let him stay at home
If nothing bothers him.
I won't stay home for a word.
And if I'm going after girls
I only know one thing: "fire in my boots!"
That's all I wanted and all I want.