Cimitirul Vesel

Stan Ioan Pătraș

1908 – 1977

Cimitirul Vesel

Dioca Unknown

1999

Cimitirul Vesel

Since I was a child They called me Dioca son of Surdu I gave nobody trouble Listened to my parents The work they gave me I always finished One Saturday afternoon My life came to an end Everyone was sad to hear What happened to me For lightning struck me hard And took away my young life When old enough to marry He lived 23 years D 1999

Ion Unknown

Cimitirul Vesel

Since I was a child They called me Ion son of Grigore I'm here in the middle Reading to bosses Plans I drafted myself With much skill Someone else will read them Who's now in my place I wish I'd lived longer And worked by the house But along came ugly death Severed me from everything From wife and son Daughter and grandson I loved them all Now wife daughter and son Lay flowers on my grave For there's no one else Now at the end I'll say see you again For this road beckons to us all

Anuta Turda

1916 – 2008

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I lay Turda Anuta is my name I enjoyed life while I lived in this world I made lots of rugs and quilts made of Wool and cotton to clothe my children 6 children did I have 4 daughters and 2 sons I was helpful to them all And I wish them long life 92 years 1916 ~ 2008

Toader Pop

Cimitirul Vesel

Here is where I rest And Pop Toader is my name I used to love the clarinet And the tuica in my glass As long as I lived on earth I kept thinking of these things: To have what to drink and what to eat And to play the clarinet I was also miserable Because I was a widower But for you I am singing merrily Not the way I am singing for myself

Ioan Sauliuc

1912 – 1994

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I rest Sauliuc Ioan is my name How long I lived on the earth Everything I liked to do To work in the garden Hay and aftermath to make Dear children and nephews Now I leave you all God gives you the good And don't forget me That I left the life at 82 years

Ionu Unknown

Cimitirul Vesel

I am Ionu son of Gavrila For you father I feel sorry And for you mother Irina For one Monday morning Death the great obnoxious Took my life away Nothing is so bitter As dying in springtime Dear sister Give my parents comfort For they will weep for me As long as they live Farewell mother and father I am gone God is calling I stop here And wish you all good luck

Ileana Pop

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I lie to take my rest They call me Pop Ileana As long as I lived I cooked much in the oven And made good food Eight children waited for it I'd sit them at the table And feed them to their full I taught them good things To be good at heart The way I like folks to be Let God be praised For he gave them all a family Blessed be his name

Ioan Holdis

1903 – 1975

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I rest And Ioan Holdis is my name As long as I lived The Party I loved And I fought To make the people happy I children did not have And I grew And the village farmstead I helped Lived 72 years 1975

Grigore Fiscus

1915

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I register too On this cross my nephew Green leaf of dwarf pine Fiscus Grigore was I In the year fourteen Cold war broke out My body is buried Under a fir tree in Galicia I left for the war And never came back For I was shot by foes Passed out on the spot 1915

Marie Pop Stet

1962 – 1997

Cimitirul Vesel

When I was a child They called me Pop Marie After I got married My name was Stet Marie As long as I lived I read and wrote at my desk For this is what I liked And I had a good job Mother daughter and husband I brought you great sorrow For I left this life At 35 years old 1962 ~ 1997

Dumitru Holdis

1958

Cimitirul Vesel

Plum brandy is pure venom Brings only tears and pain Did that to me too And Death put its foot on me He who likes plum brandy well Will fare like me For much I loved my brandy And with bottle in my hand I died Here lies Dumitru Holdis He lived 45 years Died a forced death in 1958

Grigore Pop

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I rest Pop Grigore is my name My tractor was my joy Drowned my sorrows in my wine I lived a troubled life For my father left me young Such my fate was That I should leave life Death, you took me early I was only 33

Gheorghe Basulti

1890 – 1939

Cimitirul Vesel

As I lived in this world I skinned many sheep Good meat I prepared So you can eat freely I offer you good fat meat And to have a good appetite

Ilie Bodnar

1978

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I rest Bodnar Ilie is my name The world I lived in The forest was myhome I have worked hard Day and night So I could have it all... 1978

Female Unknown

Cimitirul Vesel

Ioane my husband May God help you For I left you alone With daughters to marry off And a son to wed Wherever I went I joked with everyone But never found good for me For with the liver I suffered Four years I was sick And now I leave this worls In summer when it is most dear I leave behind my daughters With longing and much wailing To all of you together I wish you now good health

Irina Pop

1921 – 1997

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I lie to take my rest They call me Pop Irina As long as I lived I kept beautiful cows Twenty years as a widow Was the life I lived I had no children Enjoyed life by myself God help them well All who took care of me I left my life At age 76 1921 ~ 1997

Toader Pop

1937 – 1944

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I lie to take my rest They call me Pop Toader At seven yearsful of days Death came to take me off A grenade exploded And cut short my life Toador son of Grigore son of Nofor 1937 ~ 1944

Ion Mauris

Cimitirul Vesel

I lived 82 years Here I rest Mauris Ion is my name All the days I lived I bewared of hard work A son-in-law came And he has been my blessing The famous Alexandru Who has taken care of me a lot God let him live More than I lived

Male Unknown

Cimitirul Vesel

Todosi my wife Listen kind to this Take the best care you can Of mother and father For I left them old Left before they did Get Ion a good wife And don't forget me Also take care of my niece Dana and my nephew Dragos For they comforted me too When I lay sick in bed Much I thank you all for you did all you could Went to all the doctors To see how I'd get well But saved I could not be For that much was writ for me God be with you In good times and in need

Mihai Braicu

1928 – 1988

Cimitirul Vesel

On this earth as long as I lived Mihai Braicu was my name. Much I worked in the forest And I lifted stumps I fell gravely ill And I was finished with working And I had three children And I had them grow up. You, Iuliana, my wife I leave you almanac. You take care And grieve after me And merry our lads And be a good landlord Till you come next to me. More I will not say I am in a world of peace I lived 60 years Dead in 1988.

Ion Saulic

1883 – 1941

Cimitirul Vesel

1941 I was living for 58 years That's how he cut off my head Woe I'm resting bad Saulic Ion is my name In the Belmezeu garden I took care of my sheep A bad Hungarian came And shot me in the head Cut off my head from my body And they buried me like that May he be cursed forever

Ion Mahumesc Manaila

1943 – 2001

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I rest. Manaila Ion Mahumesc is my name I was called Nani's Ion There are few people like me. I was a nice guy and handsome. But I was unlucky because I died young and my body Is now destroyed in the earth. Dear mother and wife may God Comfort you and my Children and grandchildren For I loved everyone dearly. And I wait that we will meet again. 1943 ~ 2001

George Gogea

1949

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I lie to take my rest They call me Gogea George Green leaf of dogwood I was once a young man I liked the bicycle Since I was a child But here's what happened I was slashed by a knife And I died on the spot Death you have an ugly name For you carried me off young And my life you took away At age 22 D 1949

Dioca Surdului

1999

Cimitirul Vesel

From my childhood Dioca Surdului I was called I did not upset anyone My parents I obeyed Wherever they sent me I finished my work. On a Saturday afternoon My life ended. Everyone was upset At what happened to me The lightning struck me When I was the age of marriage He was 23 years old

Ionu Grigore

Cimitirul Vesel

Since I was a child They called me Ionu of Grigore I'm standing in the middle and tell you The scheme I read to my chiefs I was reading it very well As it was required Now another reads it The one who took my job

Toader Basu

1897

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I rest Toader Basu is my name As long as in this world I lived Goats and sheep I slaughtered And calves and lambs And their meat I sold to housewives But I left this life At the age of 61 In March 1958

Ileana Pop

2015

Cimitirul Vesel

Ioan Pipis Pop

1955 – 1965

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I rest Pop Ion Pipis is my name See what happened to me Where death found me On Miresului hill Under the wagon wheel For I was playing like other children And the wagon cut me Mother, you will mourn me For the rest of your days Ten years I was And I got to sit in clay Mother, much sorrow I brought you 1955 ~ 1965

Dumitru Stan

1945 – 1949

Cimitirul Vesel

Ion Flore

1957 – 2005

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I rest They call me Ion Flore Since I lived in this world I worked around home I worked in Italy I sent two boys to school Both graduated faculty But they suffered because of me When it was to be better Severe sickness came over me Irina, you my wife I grieved you forever And I leave you with great longing In the care of your sons

Ion Ciorbu Turda

1974

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I lie to take my rest They call me Turda Ion Ciorbu Since I was young I loved my oxen And worked much with them I also smoked a lot Six children I had May God keep them alive Longer than me For I left this world At age 67 D 1974

Grigore Unknown

Cimitirul Vesel

Since childhood they called me Grigore son of Sechere As long as I lived I went through much suffering Never ran away from work When I was a boy Got kicked out of school For I was a landowner's son Did not do well with the communists Was also persecuted By communists in the village And set up for trials They jailed me in the end And was never guilty

Marie Stan

1999

Cimitirul Vesel

Stan Marie is my name As long as I lived I made many rugs Which I sold to tourists But I did not grow too old For a disease struck me Separating me from my loved ones I would have wanted to live longer To look after my grandchildren And my old mother "cause she Was always there for me But I left this world at 59 Died in 1999

Gheorghe Gheorghei

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I lie to take my rest They call me Gheorghei Gheorghe I worked with my horses In the forest plowing land To help the village folk Until one morning My life was cut short I got hit by a car While still had days to live For my fate was thus To leave this world young He lived 45 years

Ion Osu Pop

1890 – 1958

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I rest Pop Ion Osu is my name And you see how old I am But I am going to cut the grass And if I shall arrive there I shall eat the cheese sandwich And after I shall eat I shall take my sickle and cut the grass Because that is the way a peasant works I lived 68 years

Andrei Frunza

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I rest Andrei Frunza is my name From Iasi I am And here I came to get married As long as I was in this world On a tractor I lived I worked in the forest at Sapanta And my life was done Off the tractor I fell Four children I left and my wife Who was left alone to see them grow up

Axene Bodnar

1933 – 2020

Cimitirul Vesel

Aged 87 years

Grigore Pop

1957 – 1982

Cimitirul Vesel

Pop Grigore is my name And I want to tell you That I learned in school Finished high school I was an accountant And helped the state The cuckoo sang my song To die in Sighetu And I left this life when I Was 35 years old. Death with ugly name Swiftly you took me away You did not feel sorry for me I must see my girls And son get married Build them beautiful house And give them good advice On how to live in this world Marie, my wife You remained as a host To be their mom and dad Marry them well And raise Irina with care I cannot join you anymore For I have stepped on foreign lands I have nothing more to say From this other world I am in.

Male Unknown

Cimitirul Vesel

I learned in the army To man an armored tank Took part in campaigns Up the hills and down the valleys By the side of majors and colonels I thank my mother For she did what pleased me To bring me back to the village And have me buried here So when she feels grief She can light me a candle And lay a flower on my grave For I came to lie here Beside my beloved father

Ion Toaderu

Cimitirul Vesel

One more thing I loved very much To sit at a table in a bar Next to someone else's wife

Cori Scubli

1987

Cimitirul Vesel

Since I was a child They called me Scubli Cori I liked to enjoy life With friends around the table To laugh and to joke For I was loved by people And I did what they liked I came here from Carei Where parents lived And got to sapanta Where I built myself a house But we won't see each other again For I left this world At age 55 D 1987

Anuta POP

Cimitirul Vesel

Ghe Cratu Stan

1976

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I lie to take my rest They call me Stan Ghe Crautu Since I was a child I loved my sheep much But a bad rabid horse Splattered me all over Took away my life Mother and father will wail For as long as they live Death you have an ugly name For you carried me off young And took my life away At age 14

Female Unknown

Cimitirul Vesel

I came to rest here too In the shade of the church For I came to church Since my daughter was young I had a mellow voice And sang in the choir The village folk will tell you How beautiful I sang the hymns For I loved God And he helped in time of trouble Man goes through life with many trials More bad than good For in this world That is the fate of man May all men rest in peace

Maria Stan

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I lie to take my rest They call me Stan Maria Of the life I lived There isn't much to say For my life was short Like ice melted away Death that knows no mercy Carried me off so young Took me away from parents Leaving them with grief I pray to God To give them in my place Other children and much joy To give them comfort For I left them too soon At six years old

Ionu Sardacoai

1971

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I lie to take my rest They call me Ionu Sardacoai As long as I lived I worked and worried I also lived with grief For I was left a widower And left life At age 68 D. 1971

Grigore Stan

1993

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I lie to take my rest They call me Stan Grigore Mother made me handsome But luck I did not have For most everything I did Was unlucky I married twice To parents did not listen Forgive me father I did not listen to you Weep for me with grief mother You won't have a son anymore All these I left At age 43 D 1993

Marie Titoiaii Ciorbului

1940 – 2008

Cimitirul Vesel

While in my youth I was called Marie Titoaii But after I was married I was called Marie Ciorbului I prepared many meals for my children and grandchildren Who I served all with love When they came to visit me I was the chosen cook in my home And away from it Ioane, my husband I have left Because with the sickness I had I could not live any longer

Anuta Blede

1935 – 2000

Cimitirul Vesel

Dumitru Bodnar

Cimitirul Vesel

Ion Holdis

1931 – 1996

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I rest Ion Holdis is my name I loved being a mechanic Fixing chain saws, tractors and all kinds of motors From the world in which I lived And those with whom I joked I find it hard to leave At 65 years I must leave The 4 grandchildren I love And all the rest

George Stan

1935 – 1954

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I rest Stan George is my name My poor life Melted like ice I was working in the field When Elijah struck me My father was left upset And my poor mother shall Never forget me For I left life At only 19 years of age Died in 1954

Grigore Pop

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I rest Pop Grigore is my name From my childhood I liked very much the violin So too, I was playing the violin At each wedding as I danced At each wedding and during each dance I made there my happiness And I knew how to make all things I made everything I could Because in this way Lives a man who loves life He is also fighting for his fortune Living with happiness And not thinking too much about life Because tomorrow Life goes out and leaves you

Male Unknown

2001

Cimitirul Vesel

I liked to do everything But chose the road to death The road to the West May it burn in fire In the Paris underground I played with sick passion With my roller blades And death cut short my life Dear sister and parents And beloved grandparents You will be sad And grieve for me forever For I left this world Very young at age 16 D 2001

Ion Ogleanu Stan

1905 – 1985

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I lay Stan Ion Ogleanu is my name Since I was a little child I was orphaned by my father And my life was miserable After I got married to a good wife I had one son, one daughter, Three grandsons and a granddaughter Who made me very happy Until I left this life I left this world at the age of 80

Unknown Unknown

1969

Cimitirul Vesel

Under this heavy cross Rests my poor mother-in-law Three days if she was still alive I was resting here And she read this You who are passing through Try not to wake her up Because if she comes home She will argue with me But that's how I will behave That she does not return You who read here Don't be in trouble like me Find a gentle mother-in-law To have a good life with her She lived 82 years

Anuta Nofop

1995 – 1998

Cimitirul Vesel

I'm Anuta of Nofop And I leave my parents having sorrow Oh, my poor mother! It was better if she didn't give birth to me Cuckoo sang to me in Vineyard I'm going to death Hit by a car I leave my parents with sorrow My dear sister Marie She will cry because of me forever Maybe God has loved me Because he took me to his breast

Mihai Susiac Pop

Cimitirul Vesel

Here I lie to take my rest They call me Pop Mihai Susiac May no one ever have Such bad luck as I had I learned to drive the tractor Far from my village Death found me there And carried me off so young Woe to my poor mother She'll never forget me Will weep for me For as long as she lives For I left the world At age 25

Dioca Tahului

Cimitirul Vesel

I am Dioca Tahului And I stay now In the shadows of a plum tree So when you will stay near me You will find out about me That I was the pillar of my house And I leave it with sorrow and tears From my childhood I liked to work And to take care of the house I also liked to deal With horses and sheep Nobody in the village Had horses and sheep like I I loved horses terribly And for them I even died When sitting on a mound of grass On a wagon pulled by a horse I fell and was killed