Lyrics:

De trei luni seara de seara
Trece badea pe la moara
Trece mandru in caruta
Fiindca are-n sat alta draguta
De necaz sunt obrajorii
Ca se fac cum sunt bujorii
Vremea trece, vremea vine
Si nu se opreste si la mine

Refren:
Roata morii se-nvarteste
Tac, tac, tac
Inima se chinuieste
Tac, tac, tac
Morarita e cu furioru'
Tac, tac, tac
Si fuioru-i toarce doru'
Tac, tac, tac.

Poate n-a vazut badita
Ce ochi are morarita
Ca de l-ar vedea tot focul
Ar vedea-o si pe ea norocul
Cand se-o duce iar in vale
Am sa-i pun o piatra in cale
Poate piatra-i rupe-o roata
Sa innopteze si la moara o data

Refren:
Roata morii se-nvarteste
Tac, tac, tac
Inima se chinuieste
Tac, tac, tac
Morarita e cu furioru'
Tac, tac, tac
Si fuioru-i toarce doru'
Tac, tac, tac


TRAD


For three months in the evening
The badea passes by the mill
He passes proudly in the cart
Because he has another nice one in the village
The cheeks are in trouble
That they are made like peonies
Time passes, time comes
And it doesn't stop at me either

Chorus:
The mill wheel spins
Tac, tac, tac
The heart is tormented
Tac, tac, tac
The miller is furious
Tac, tac, tac
And the string spins longing
Tac, tac, tac.

Maybe he didn't see the bad
What eyes the miller has
As if all fire could see him
Luck would see her too
When she goes to the valley again
I'll put a stone in his way
Maybe the stone broke her wheel
To spend the night at the mill once

Chorus:
The mill wheel spins
Tac, tac, tac
The heart is tormented
Tac, tac, tac
The miller is furious
Tac, tac, tac
And the string spins longing
Tac, tac, tac