A keresés eredménye

I Am Proud To Be Romanian

Special flower from the meadow,
I am proud to be Romanian.
I'm wearing the Bucovina's clothes
And I sing the doina* of longing
From the mountains, from the plains,
In ancestral words.
 
My songs are telling
The ancestral custom,
The dance, work, joy,
All that humanity means.
From the mountains, from the plains,
For the chosen man.
 
My songs bathe
The sweet land of ballad.
The sweet Bucovina** sings,
Cheerful as a garden.
From the mountains, from the plains,
I picked up the verse.
 
I sing to the shady woods,
To the hardworking, beautiful people,
People from the proud ballad,
Where even the spruce trees sing.
From the mountains, from the plains
I weave the song.
 
Be healphy, dear people
From here, from from the land of beeches!
From the mountains, from the plains,
I sing for you a doina.