Lângă codrii de aramă [English translation]

Near the copper forests

In the silver forest

At wild pigs (of great value- I think) hunting

Dragos Voda departed

Awaken from his sleep, by the crowd

The tur (or aurochs) came in his way

And chased by the whole pack

It ran away from His Magesty

Chrorus:

The tur cand hardly find his way through the fog

The camp men order a full throttle chase

The hunting dogs bark, the arrow men shoot at target

There is a hunt at the royal forest

Chased by the pack a day and a night

The tur threw himself in the river

Throwing himself (ot itself) in the back side (I think the tur threw himself)

The Molda river drowned him in its waves

Dragos Voda cries for the death

For his people and says his word:

Where the blood of Molda has been shed

Moldova will rise (or will establish itself)

Chrorus:

The tur cand hardly find his way through the fog

The camp men order a full throttle chase

The hunting dogs bark, the arrow men shoot at target

There is a hunt at the royal forest

Near the copper forests

In the silver forest

A royal renounded castle

Was raised on the holy land

And now on the Molda river

Where Dragos Voda wanted

On the land of the ancestors

Our country had been born

Chrorus:

The tur cand hardly find his way through the fog

The camp men order a full throttle chase

The hunting dogs bark, the arrow men shoot at target

There is a hunt at the royal forest

The horses run, and hardly breath

Dragos orders a full throttle chace

The hunt docs bite, the arrow men focus their target

There is a hunt at the royal forest

• Artist:Zdob și Zdub