Once the sun falls down People drop all their tools No more working no more sweat It's time for the cold beers
The barkeeper greet us all And we answer with a smile He pours the mighty ale And we drink it with a hail
Two hours have passed and The tavern's full of laughs The night has just began and chants will be sang now
One, two, three, four, five is the number of fainted guys What a low number For all these empty barrels
This is the place where I really belong Dancing and dancing with this song Fiddles and flutes are singing along While we stomp the floor
All my brothers are by my side With all this ale which made us pride Of being boozers who like to die And revive with a smile
One more round of mighty ale Come and Join us with the loudest hail!
Four hours have passed The night will long outlast Something is going on People gathered on a table
A lady and a man Has just started a fight Now both will drink their mugs Until one of them stay victorious
This is the place where I really belong Dancing and dancing with this song Fiddles and flutes are singing along While we stomp the floor
All my brothers are by my side With all this ale which made us pride Of being boozers who like to die And revive with a smile
One more round of mighty ale Come and Join us with the loudest hail!
This is the tavern of mugs and pints Where my brothers gather to feast One more round of mighty ale Come and Join us with the loudest hail!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
