Текст и перевод песни Margineanu - Paraschivo

Paraschivo

Ce mult te-am iubit Paraschivo
Ti-am zis-o de-o mie de ori
Si ca drept dovada, ti-am adus gramada
Vreo trei basculante de flori
Si ca drept dovada, ti-am adus gramada
Vreo trei basculante de flori
Te-am luat de la mata de-acasa
In fusta si far de jupon
Ti-am luat si poseta ti-am luat si jacheta si-o geaca misto de nailon
Ti-am luat si poseta ti-am luat si jacheta si-o rochie misto de nailon
Te-am si cultivat Paraschivo
Te-am dus la chermeza si meci
Ti-am luat si bomboane ti-am luat si samanta
Tu faci pe nasoala si pleci
Ti-am luat si bomboane ti-am luat si samanta
Tu faci pe nasoala si pleci
Pe frati-tu si pe tot neamu
Sa nu va mai prind ca ma rogi
V-am scos dintr-o pifnita cand va spart geamu
Pai futu-va-n gat de milogi
V-am scos dintr-o pifnita cand va spart geamu
Pai futu-va-n cur de milogi
La dragostea mea aia mare
Mai spun doua vorbe si atat
Ca cand iese luna imi scot pracinari
Fa ma spanzur cu mata de gat
Ca cand iese luna imi scot pracinari Ma spanzur cu mata de gat
Cand tactu bolnav de holera
In trei-patru zile-a crapat
Si bani de tamaie si bani de coliva
Tot mandea saracu ti-a dat
Si bani de coliva si bani de tamaie
Tot mandea saracu ti-a dat
Dar daca te prind Paraschivo
La brat cu alt gealat
Iti iau si poseta iti bat si gagiul
Si... o suta de pumni in cap
Iti bat si poseta iti iau si gagiul
Si-o suta de pumni iei in cap.

Paraschivo

Oh Paraschivo, how much I’ve loved you
I’ve told you a thousand times
And as proof, I brought you heaping loads,
Three dump trucks’ worth of flowers
And as proof, I brought you heaping loads,
Three dump trucks’ worth of flowers
I took you from your mother’s hut
In a skirt and no petticoat
I bought you a purse, a jacket, and a groovy nylon coat
I bought you a purse, a jacket, and a groovy nylon dress
And Paraschivo, I tried to refine you,
I took you to festivals and games
I bought you candy and seeds,
But you play the tease and you leave.
I bought you candy and seeds,
But you play the tease and you leave.
Your brothers, and all your kin,
Don’t you ever dare ask me for help again
I pulled you out of poverty when the window broke,
Go screw yourselves, you beggars
I pulled you out of poverty when the window broke,
Go screw yourselves, you beggars
About my great love,
I’ll say just two more words and that’s it,
When the moon rises, I’ll get my slingshot,
And I’ll hang myself with you around my neck
When the moon rises, I’ll get my slingshot, And I’ll hang myself with you around my neck
When your father, sick with cholera,
Kicked the bucket in three or four days,
And for incense and for funeral food,
That poor man gave you everything.
And for funeral food and for incense,
That poor man gave you everything.
But if I catch you Paraschivo,
Arm in arm with some other creep,
I’ll take your purse and I’ll beat up your boyfriend,
And I’ll…punch you a hundred times in the head
I’ll beat up your purse and I’ll take your boyfriend,
And you’ll get a hundred punches in the head.