Farya Faraji | Bordeiaș Bordei Bordei - Romanian Song @faryafaraji | Uploaded June 2024 | Updated October 2024, 3 days ago.
Music by Anton Pann, vocals & arrangement by Farya Faraji. This is a song by Anton Pann, one of the most renowned figures of Romanian music. Born in the 1800's, Pann was a folklorist and musicologist, as well as a talented musician and composer himself, and many of his songs were known for their often lewd humour and emphasis on pastoral scenes and themes, such as this one.
My arrangement uses the țambal to provide the basic rythmic foundation of the song as do most modern Romanian folk songs, and a violin string section provides the main melody. I forwent the usage of more modern, Western based harmonic progressions to emphasise the largely monophonic and modal nature of music Pann belonged to as a Romanian of the 19th century.
Lyrics in Romanian:
Bordeiaș, bordei, bordei
Bordeiaș, bordei, bordei
Of, of, of,
Cu mărtăceii de tei
Sa-ncuibat dragostea-n ei
Of, of, of,
Bordeiaș fără gârlici
Bordeiaș fără gârlici
Of, of, of,
Tu mă faci să viu p-aici
Desculț și fără opinci
Of, of, of,
Bordeiaș întunecos
Bordeiaș întunecos
Of, of, of,
Mult imi ești tu drăgăstos
Când mă faci să vin pe jos
Of, of, of,
Întâi p-aici când veneam
Întâi p-aici când veneam
Of, of, of,
Patru junci eu înjugam
Și acum niciunul n-am
Of, of, of,
Apoi venii și cu cai
Apoi venii și cu cai
Of, of, of,
Dacă beu îi și mâncai
Numa-n cămașă plecai
Of, of, of,
Vai maica mea-n ce-ncăpui
Vai maica mea-n ce-ncăpui
Of, of, of,
Că și căciula-mi băui
Și de basmu mă făcui
Of, of, of,
English translation:
Little hut, hut, hut, Little hut, hut, hut,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
With small linden pillars
Inside which love has found its nest,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Little hut without a porch, Little hut without a porch,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
You make me come here
Barefoot and without my peasant sandals on,
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Dark little hut,
Dark little hut,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
I love you so much
That you make me walk on foot to come to you,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
In the beginning, when I came to you
In the beginning, when I came to you
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
I would yoke four calves And now I don't even have
a single one, Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Then I also came with my horses,
Then I also came with my horses
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
But if I drank and if late, I left wearing only my shirt,
Oh, mother, what have I got myself into,
Oh, mother, what have I got myself into,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
I even gave my hat for a drink
And so l made a fool out of myself,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Music by Anton Pann, vocals & arrangement by Farya Faraji. This is a song by Anton Pann, one of the most renowned figures of Romanian music. Born in the 1800's, Pann was a folklorist and musicologist, as well as a talented musician and composer himself, and many of his songs were known for their often lewd humour and emphasis on pastoral scenes and themes, such as this one.
My arrangement uses the țambal to provide the basic rythmic foundation of the song as do most modern Romanian folk songs, and a violin string section provides the main melody. I forwent the usage of more modern, Western based harmonic progressions to emphasise the largely monophonic and modal nature of music Pann belonged to as a Romanian of the 19th century.
Lyrics in Romanian:
Bordeiaș, bordei, bordei
Bordeiaș, bordei, bordei
Of, of, of,
Cu mărtăceii de tei
Sa-ncuibat dragostea-n ei
Of, of, of,
Bordeiaș fără gârlici
Bordeiaș fără gârlici
Of, of, of,
Tu mă faci să viu p-aici
Desculț și fără opinci
Of, of, of,
Bordeiaș întunecos
Bordeiaș întunecos
Of, of, of,
Mult imi ești tu drăgăstos
Când mă faci să vin pe jos
Of, of, of,
Întâi p-aici când veneam
Întâi p-aici când veneam
Of, of, of,
Patru junci eu înjugam
Și acum niciunul n-am
Of, of, of,
Apoi venii și cu cai
Apoi venii și cu cai
Of, of, of,
Dacă beu îi și mâncai
Numa-n cămașă plecai
Of, of, of,
Vai maica mea-n ce-ncăpui
Vai maica mea-n ce-ncăpui
Of, of, of,
Că și căciula-mi băui
Și de basmu mă făcui
Of, of, of,
English translation:
Little hut, hut, hut, Little hut, hut, hut,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
With small linden pillars
Inside which love has found its nest,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Little hut without a porch, Little hut without a porch,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
You make me come here
Barefoot and without my peasant sandals on,
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Dark little hut,
Dark little hut,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
I love you so much
That you make me walk on foot to come to you,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
In the beginning, when I came to you
In the beginning, when I came to you
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
I would yoke four calves And now I don't even have
a single one, Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Then I also came with my horses,
Then I also came with my horses
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
But if I drank and if late, I left wearing only my shirt,
Oh, mother, what have I got myself into,
Oh, mother, what have I got myself into,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
I even gave my hat for a drink
And so l made a fool out of myself,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
