Driving the rhythmic "oom-pah" that keeps the dancers in sync.
The lyrics often tell a story of continuity. As the popular verses go: Sarba Moldovenilor
You don’t need to be a professional dancer to appreciate a Sârba. The beauty lies in the communal spirit. Next time you hear those violins start to "weep" and then suddenly "soar," don't just stand on the sidelines. Grab a hand, find the rhythm, and let the take over. Driving the rhythmic "oom-pah" that keeps the dancers