Pavel Chinezu, leat 1479 [English translation]

Hey...

Hey...

High, on mountain, high

At the source of the Cernii,

In the heart of winter.

Where fast asleep

Prince Paul

Guarded by a mastiff

A submissive mastiff

Who hears dogs

Upon Painii Plain.

A howl that fades

For Turks hunt

With bitterness and torture.

Paul! Prince….

Get up! Take the saddle

Chestnut! Put on his saddle…

Pau!! Prince!

Paul! Prince….

Get up! Star in the sky

Your star! Logo star

Paul! Prince!

Paul…

Prince, prince

Prince...

Hey...

Hey...

You nearly don’t see….

With salvari and hats

Smoking on the plain

Where the turks howl

Like the tower of Babel

They are over there, Paul.

Raise them up high on a pitchfork

And don’t let them get away

By Mary!

A Turkish caftan

Up on the tower

Cut asunder the Turks

Paul! Prince.

Paul! Get up, by Heaven!

Chestnut! Get up on the saddle

Paul! Prince!

Paul! Prince!

Up in the sky! Star glistens

Your star! Logo star

Paul! Prince

Paul…

Prince, prince

Prince...

(solo)

Hey...

Hey...

Behind savage mace!

They each and all

At a large feast.

With October wine!

And hunk of ram

Cry, Ali-Beg!

He looks and sees before him

Paul upon the bell

Dancing, even playing

How he still plays

He has gone berserk

With a Turk in his teeth!

Paul! prince.

Get up! take the saddle

Chestnut! Put on the saddle…

Paul! Prince!

Paul! Prince…

Up there! Star in the sky

Your star! Logo star

Paul! Prince!

Paul….

Prince, prince

Prince...

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Hey...

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