Panihida

IN MEMORY OF MY GRANDMA, ECATERINA

Oh, God

Holy God

Mighty God

Have mercy on our souls

Oh, God

Holy God

Mighty God

Have mercy on our souls

Oh, God

Holy God

Mighty God

Have mercy on our souls

Oh, God

Holy God

Mighty God

Have mercy on our souls

Anisoara, let me tell you a story.

A story about the death of the human being.

When somebody dies,

the soul separates from the body.

For three days, the soul remains close to the body.

The soul looks at the body and thinks:

"Oh, my soul!

Look at this…

poor flesh,

putrid and sinful."

Then the soul is liberated.

For the soul it is hard to see such a body.

The soul stays close to the body then.

Three days later,

the body is buried, but the soul goes up

to pass

the final trial.

The trial of its life.

Good men will have a good eternal life,

bad men will have a bad eternal life.

Men shouldn't just seek the pleasure of their body,

not be greedy, nor insulting.

While on earth, men should take better care of their souls,

because the body is ephemeral,

but the soul is eternal.

The body passes away,

it festers,

but the soul remains forever,

it doesn't die.

Flesh dies without the soul,

but the soul dies without God.

Only when abandoned by God, does the soul dies.

Our dear old Ileana,

our good old Ileana,

tell us which way you went.

From this path you will never come back.

Our dear and good,

say to us a single word,

as you were so good to us.

Dear old Ileana, old Ileana.

Our old Ileana, why?

God forgive us!

God forgive us!

If He could forgive us nowadays…

Maybe He can forgive us.

We are naughty and crazy…

May God watch over me.

- May God… How do you say it? - You must say: God forgive me!

Not to protect us.

He should forgive us.

I am not bad.

Listen,

what a life we have!

Let's remember my old Ileana.

Never clink glasses when somebody died.

No, for the old one's soul we can!

May God let her rest in peace.

Better that she died… When's your turn?

One mouth less to feed.

When's your turn to die?

What? When my time comes.

My shovel is getting rusty.

As Sulac said: "When my time comes…"

Listen, it's getting rusty.

Valentin, don't dig the hole for others.

Don't dig the hole for others.

You've got one foot in the grave already.

If you don't come to my funeral,

then I won't come to yours.

He can't leave his cows alone.

I won't give you any offering at your funeral.

You're smart.

Yes, he is smart.

Remember: if you die first, don't come to my funeral.

No offerings for you.

Don't come to my funeral!

No funeral, no offerings.

Yes, that's right.

Be healthy!

Cheers fellas!

If I were a dog, I'd already be dead.

I would be "meat on the grill".

Then I would be forgotten.

Am I right, Kolia?

Grilled meat on the banks of the river Raut.

But being human, we don't hurry with dying.

-We don't hurry. -Yes.

Sometimes we are hampered, sometimes hasted.

And I practice a lot of sports!

Because you are a "cowboy"!

That is your life.

Like a "Cossack" in the stadium.

Going up the hill, going down the hill.

Up and down, up and down.

Where else should I go?

-Who wasn't sick? -Nadia.

So what?

Sometimes the people are sick for a very long time. Years sometimes.

She gave up.

If I had a bad disease now, could you see it?

No. My pain is inside me.

-You just don't give up. -Nobody can see it.

If I got cancer right now, would you see that?

-Knock on wood. -But maybe I have it!

I had a surgery. Do you see that?

No, because it's all under my skin, isn't it?

My liver is very bad. Can you see that?

We all have a bad liver.

Today or tomorrow I could die, no one knows it.

-But I keep going. -Valentin, listen to me.

I never tell anybody when I am in pain.

Tomorrow I might be dead.

Mercy on all of us!

Alone with my cows, my only fear is, that a vein could burst in my head,

a worm enters my nose

and a crow will pick my eyes out.

Nothing else.

Being alive, you see yourself already dead.

If you could only imagine, how lonely I am out there with my cows.

Nobody finds me.

We can't let such good wine get sour!

God forbid! We would be sinners then.

Yes, sinners!

Such drinkers like we are, that would never happen!

There are more professional ones than us!

My son Roma…

I just love joking, that's life.

God give us health!

Hey, listen!

Who is carrying the coffin tomorrow?

Who will carry the coffin tomorrow?

Anybody.

Grandma Ileana is dead, did you forget?

Go far away!

I remember that one time in Morovaia…

Cheers again!

- He cares about the animals. - About the cows.

…with my full voice I sang!

With all the heart!

Yes, with all my heart!

Jesus Christ rose from the grave!

Stepping over Death!

And all the others being alive…

And all the others from the graves

He resurrected to life again!

But me, I whistled it!

Mother, my good mother,

where did you go and why did you leave us?

You left your grandchildren alone!

Where did you go and why did you leave us?!

You left us very lonely!

Oh, mother, your feet

and hands worked hard all their life.

Mother, my good mother!

Mother, my dear mother!

Where did you go and why did you leave us?

You left us as orphans!

You left your grandchildren alone!

Mother, which path should I follow,

to meet with you again?

To speak at least two words with you.

Mother, my good mother!

Mother, my dear mother!

Sister, dear sister, stand up!

Stand up and look at me!

Stand up my dearest and sweetest!

Each time I came to visit you,

you were advising me wisely

only good and wise things.

When the children will come to visit you,

they will find the door closed!

Who, my sister, will receive them?

Who, my sister, will advise them?

Granma is on a good way.

Oh, look at your dry hands,

that were carrying us, when we grew up!

My dear and sweet sister!

You were like a sister and a mother to me!

Oh, God!

Holy God!

Mighty God!

Have mercy on our souls!

Oh, God!