Everybody in the Casa Mare [English translation]

Everybody in the big house,

Hey, good luck to you, good people!

Everybody in the big house!

This is how we live-

Let's drink a glass of wine and toast,

Let's talk about our life,

All in all, long live etno!

Let Tudorica's from the Prut drum play

With which Zdob and Zdub play

There where you can see the Danube in the distance

That's the furthest place my strong voice can be heard!

I'm mounting on the sun,

Sing us a song, you fiddler from Clejani,

A doina, with your voice full of sincerity

For the guys from New York city

With Doberman Pinscher!

[Chorus:]

In the chilly morning

[Everybody in the big house]

I stand turned toward the sun

[Everybody, everybody]

And I look at the great sky

[Everybody in the big house]

In the chilly morning

[Everybody, everybody]

Listen, brother, lash the whip,

The carriage goes further,

Come on, come on, minus-plus, click on fuzz,

Let natural blues begin-

Funeral song!

Would you like to compose a ballad,to write it, to learn it?

To make everybody happy?

This is what Culai would say: "Holler, holler,

I'm taking two steps and a jump, like this!

Come on, Michael, listen to this, yes, put a record on

With Cacurica MC

'Cause this is the mother of all the hore, the love of all the DJs

Who play on the lambs' bagpipe to their sheep.

Music is our life, the disc is spinning,

Everybody loves somebody, everybody lives in a big house,

Talk to your violin and play so loud as if it were the greatest party,

Come on, you fiddler!

[Chorus:...]

I'm having another glass of red wine,

I'm dreaming, I'm mixing about our life

Autumn is coming, the wine is being poured,

The fish is jumping, the mugwort is growing.

Step by step we're going to Hollywood

Where the Zdob and Zdub band will perform

Together with the folk music band of outlaws

And their friend, Johhny Depp,

All of us, together, are going to perform rap music.

All the neighbourhood Knows that it's going to be a great show!

Our life is like a long road,

Brother, you'd better start ploughing!

Let etno flourish!

My name is Romala,

I live in the ghetto,

I say "goodbye" to all of you.

Hey, Vicos, sing because everybody wants to listen to a beautiful song

For the heart and the soul!

Drum and bass, everybody, everybody!

Drum and bass...

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