Paroles et traduction Pavel Stratan - Încă nu-nvățam

Încă nu-nvățam

Inca nu-nvatam pe-atunci la scoala,
Inca sase anisori n-aveam
Cand m-a prins tata afara
Cum trageam dintr-o tigara
Si paharu-n mana il tineam.
Dar cand mi-a tras vreo doua labe,
Eu vorbeam, doar pe silabe.
Ca nici singur nu intelegeam
Ce vrea tata de la mine.
Dar mai pe urma-am inteles ce vrea.
Nu stiu cat era de bine
Dar tigara ca pe paine
O mancam, iar tata se radea.
Stai, tata-oleaca, tata,
Nu-i tigara ciocolata,
Nu se luneca pe gat, nu vrea!
Restul tot mergea ca ceasul
Pana cand odata, frumusel,
Eu intamplator prin casa
M-am impiedicat de masa
Si-am cazut cu mana-n portofel.
Dar cand am vrut sa scot paraua,
Hop, si tata cu cureaua:
Valeu, valeu!
- Stai, tata-oleaca, nu ma bate,
Dar da sa-ti spun deodata ce-am crezut:
Eu am crezut ca portofelu
Cu copeici e-a lui bunelu
Si chiar ma gandeam acu sa i-l duc.
Dar sa (fi) stiut ca-i al tau, se vede,
Ca poate ca nici n-aveam sa ma-mpiedic
Sa (fi) stiut, tata Dar n-am stiut! .
Bani la toti le trebuiau atuncea
Cum si-amu le trebuie la tat′
Dar stii cum e la noi, la tara,
Banii nu prea stau pe-afara
S-am deschis portita la cotet.
Intru-acolo, scot desaga:
Culi-culi!
Ga-ga, ga-ga!
Si anin de gat vreo doua rati.
Da tata sta dupa portita
Si asteapta. Oare ce-am sa-i spun?
Dar eu, sa nu tac, zic:
-Tata aestea doua rate
Ma temeam sa nu inghete
Si de asta le-am bagat in sac.
Dar daca tu compari cu saga
Ce zic eu de ga-ga, ga-ga
Uite, chiar acum le scot din sac!
Da-ntr-o zi din polobocul tatei
Nu stiu cum de-o doag-a disparut
Dar cand a dat tata sa-l dreaga,
Cand se uita nu-i o doaga.
Eu am vrut sa fug dar n-am putut.
Unde-i doaga?
Iaca doaga! Este, numai nu-i intreaga.
Eu dintr-insa schiuri mi-am facut
Tata, lasa polobocul!
Dar uite in gradina (asa-i) ce-i frumos, ca-n Paradis!
Scarta noastra-o arde focul,
Cred c-asa i-a fost norocul.
Eu de dansa nici nu m-am atins.
Drept ca jos, intre gunoaie,
Foc am dat la cateva paie.
Restul, cred ca singure s-au aprins.
Tata, stai de ma asculta,
Daca vrei sa-ti spun ce-am mai intors!
Numai ca deodata-ncearca,
Ia putina valereanca
C-ar putea sa-ti fie de folos.
Stii cojocul cel din cui?
Apoi, iata, de-acum nu-i
L-am taiat si mi-am facut manusi .

I Wasn't in School Yet

I wasn't in school yet back then,
I hadn't even turned six
When Dad caught me outside
Taking drags from a cigarette
With a glass in my hand, no less.
But when he gave me a couple of slaps,
I could only speak in syllables.
I couldn't even understand myself
What Dad wanted from me.
But later I understood what he meant.
I don't know how good it was
But the cigarette, like bread,
I ate it, and Dad laughed.
Wait, Dad, just a second, Dad,
This cigarette isn't chocolate,
It doesn't slide down my throat, it won't go!
The rest went like clockwork
Until one day, my dear,
I was walking through the house,
Tripped over the table
And fell with my hand in his wallet.
But when I tried to pull out the cash,
There was Dad with his belt:
Ouch, ouch!
- Wait, Dad, don't hit me,
Let me tell you what I thought:
I thought the wallet
With the coins belonged to Grandpa
And I was just thinking of taking it to him.
But had I known it was yours, you see,
Maybe I wouldn't have tripped
Had I known, Dad... But I didn't know! .
Everyone needed money back then
Just like Dad needs it now
But you know how it is in the village,
Money doesn't grow on trees
So I opened the coop gate.
I went in, grabbed a sack:
Cluck-cluck!
Quack, quack, quack!
And I hung a couple of ducks around my neck.
But Dad was standing by the gate
And waiting. What will I tell him?
But I, not to be silent, said:
-Dad, these two ducks
I was afraid they would freeze
And that's why I put them in the sack.
But if you compare it to the sack
What I say about quack, quack, quack
Look, I'm taking them out of the sack right now!
But one day from Dad's barrel
I don't know how a stave disappeared
But when Dad went to fix it,
He looked and there was no stave.
I wanted to run, but I couldn't.
Where's the stave?
Here's the stave! It's here, just not whole.
I made skis out of it
Dad, leave the barrel alone!
But look in the garden (it's true) how beautiful it is, like Paradise!
Our shed is on fire,
I guess that was its fate.
I didn't even touch it.
It's true that down there, among the trash,
I set fire to some straw.
The rest, I think, just caught fire on their own.
Dad, wait, listen to me,
If you want to know what else I did!
Just try it right away,
Take a little valerian
It might come in handy.
You know that sheepskin coat hanging on the nail?
Well, it's gone now
I cut it up and made myself mittens .