Marie, Dilber Bela Marie

from by Viktor Mastoridis

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A beautiful Macedonian traditional song, elegiac, dreamy and peaceful. The story is about a lady who thread heddles on a loom for weaving; and she is quietly crying; the storyteller asks her whether the loom or its parts are broken? She replies that neither the loom nor its parts are broken, but her darling is in a jail in Bitola (a city in Macedonia).

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Марие, дилбер бела Марие, (х 2)
што кротко такеш ле, ем плачеш. (х 2)

Дал’ ти е разбојот расипан, (х 2)
ил’ ти е брдото скршено. (х 2)

Нит’ ми е разбојот расипан,
нит’ ми се нишките скинати
нит’ ми е брдото скршено,

Тук’ ми е либето далеку
Во таја, Кара, море Битола,
во тија, темни море зандани
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Marie, dilber bela, Marie (x2)
shto krotko, tkaesh mori, em plachesh (x2)

Dal-ti e, razboyot rasipan (x2)
il-ti se nishkite skinati
il'ti e, b'rdoto sk'rsheno

Nit-mi e, razboyot rasipan (x2)
nit-mi se nishkite skinati
nit-mi e b'rdoto sk'rsheno

Tuk-mi e libeto daleku (x2)
vo taya kara more Bitola
vo tiya temni more zandani

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from Calm, released October 4, 2006

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Viktor Mastoridis London, UK

At the moment working on a new album with a London-based band Valkania.
Musical influences: started with Blues (Eric Clapton, Peter Green), then Classic & Prog Rock (Led Zeppelin, Deep Purple, Queen, Yes), moved to Hip-Hop, discovered Balkan Folk (Greek & Macedonian); involved in Children's Educational music...
Settled with Balkan World Music: a Fusion of all the music experiences so far.
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