Țărăncuță, Țărăncuță - Dan Spataru

Cand iese badea la cosit

Iese si mandra la prasit

Si la hora duminica e tot cu ochii dupa ea

Si cand e joc de alunel, mandruta e tot langa el

Pai tarancuta cum e ea

E drept ca Bade i-ar placea

Dar cand ii cauta vorba el

Ea fuge si nu vrea de fel

Dar intr-o zi n-a mai rabdat

Si i-a spus Badea suparat

Tarancuta, tarancuta

Cu bujori in obrajori

De ce-mi cauti tu pricina

Vrei sa uit ca mi-esti vecina

Cand imi tii calea-ngradina

Noaptea cand e luna-n nor

Tocmai cand e luna-n nor

Tarancuta, tarancuta

Cu fuiorul prins in brau

Iti merge vestea de sfioasa

Ca te-ncui si ziua-n casa

Daca ziua esti fricoasa

Ce cauti noaptea la parau?

Ce cauti noaptea la parau?

De data asta mai fata

Zi ba-da-proste c-ai scapat

Dar de te prind eu alta-data

Sa stii ca intru in pacat

Tarancuta, tarancuta

Cu bujori in obrajori

O sa ma aduci in stare

Sa te prind de cingatoare

Ziua in amiaza mare

Sa-mi dai fraga buzelor

Sa-mi dai fraga buzelor

Ea fraga buzelor i-a dat

Si-apoi l-a luat si de barbat

Si-apoi la nunta au jucat cu toti prietenii din sat

Si au mancat si au baut

Trei zile nunta a tinut

Trecut-au ani si ani de-atunci

Si-acolo in satul dintre lunci

Gospodarie ca a lor si voie buna ca a lor

Nu mai gasesti cat ai cauta

Nu mai gasesti la nimenea

Tarancuta, tarancuta

Te-au nins florile de mar

Nu mai esti tu tinerica

Dar esti inca frumusica

Si-ti sta bine ca mamica

Cu trei fire albe-n par

Cu trei fire albe-n par

Tarancuta, tarancuta

Cine e ca tine-n sat

Ai acum o fata mare

Si de ea esti mandra tare

Ca-i din cap pana-n picioare

Cum erai tu altadat'

Cum erai tu altadat'

Pai sa-ti traiasca fetita

Si sa o vezi la casa ei

Si sa-ti traiasca si Badita

Si sa va vad cu nepotei

Tarancuta, tarancuta

Cu bujori in obrajori

Si ne mai facusi surata 2 baieti pe lang-o fata

Ce vor creste mari odata

Mandri de maicuta lor

Mandri de maïcuta lor

When the badea comes out to mow

She goes out and prides herself

And on Sunday the choir is still watching her

And when it's a student's game, the proud one is all next to him

Well, she's as stupid as she is

It's true that Bade would like it

But when he seeks her word

She runs away and doesn't want to

But one day he couldn't wait

And Badea said angrily

Tarancuta, tarancuta

With peonies on the cheeks

Why are you looking for my cause?

You want me to forget you're my neighbor

When you keep my way to the garden

At night when the moon is in the cloud

Just when the moon is in the cloud

Tarancuta, tarancuta

With the string on his belt

The shy news is coming to you

That you lock yourself in the house for the day

If you're scared during the day

What are you doing at night in the stream?

What are you doing at night in the stream?

This time before

You're so stupid that you escaped

But I'll catch you another time

Know that I am entering into sin

Tarancuta, tarancuta

With peonies on the cheeks

You will bring me back

To hold you by the belt

The day at noon

Give me lipstick

Give me lipstick

She smacked his lips

And then she took him as a man

And then at the wedding they played with all the friends from the village

And they ate and drank

The wedding lasted three days

Years and years have passed since then

And there in the village between the meadows

Household like theirs and good will like theirs

You can't find what you're looking for

You can't find anyone else

Tarancuta, tarancuta

The apple blossoms have snowed on you

You're not young anymore

But you're still beautiful

And you're fine as a mom

With three white strands in her hair

With three white strands in her hair

Tarancuta, tarancuta

Who is like you in the village?

You have a big girl now

And you're very proud of her

It's from head to toe

How were you once

How were you once

Well, long live your little girl

And see her at her house

And long live Badita

And to see you with your granddaughter

Tarancuta, tarancuta

With peonies on the cheeks

And you made us smile 2 more boys besides a girl

What will grow big once

Proud of their nun

Proud of their mother