Lyrics:

Mai tii minte, mai draga Marie,
Cand nu erau struguri copti la vie,
Si tu erai mica Mariuta,
Nu stiai sa dai neichi gurita,
Si tu erai mica Mariuta,
Nu stiai sa dai neichi gurita.

Cand era cicoarea-mbobocita,
Tu erai mica si imbrobotita,
Aveai basmaluta rosioara,
Miroseai a flori de primavara,
Aveai basmaluta rosioara,
Miroseai a flori de primavara.

Ti-am luat basmaluta uite asa,

Sa vad cum iti sade fara ea,
Si ti-am lasat coadele pe spate,
Sa te cunosc fata de departe,
Si ti-am lasat coadele pe spate,
Sa te cunosc fata de departe,

Sa nu crezi neicuta c-am uitat,
Ca erai frumos si erai-nalt,
Si m-ai dus la apa la Gilort,
Da eu nu stiam neica sa-not,
Aveam camasuta cu altita,
Nu stiam sa-ti dau tie gurita.




TRAD



Remember, Dear Marie,
When there were no ripe grapes in vineyards,
And you were little Mariuta,
You did not know how to give yourself a sneeze,
And you were little Mariuta,
You did not know how to give up your mouth.

When he was the mercenary,
You were little and stubborn,
You had the red-
You smelled of spring flowers,
You had the red-
You smelled of spring flowers.

I took your baskette look like this,

Let me see how she sits without her,
And I left your tail on your back,
Let's meet you from far,
And I left your tail on your back,
Let's meet you from far,

Do not believe the virgin I forgot,
That you were beautiful and you were tall,
And you led me to Gilort water,
Yeah, I did not know her to-not,
I had a shirt with the other,
I did not know how to give you the jerk.