I enter the wake
Walls are red and cellar blake
Little work I have to make
With a fishwife bent to

I open a door
What I see? Another whore
With a grimy grinning brow
Let me play with you girl

-You scum!- I'm your tailor
Thread I brought and courteous'll make you
Stich to lip and stitch to other
You are silent. Cheerful rather!
Stitch by stitch but tongue is out
Hey, you calf, don't cry so loud
Use the scissors -What you do?-
Never'll be foul-mouthed you

I enter the wake
Walls are red and cellar blake
Little work I have to make
With a cutty bent to

I open a door
What I see? Another whore
With a grimy grinning brow
Let me play with you girl

-Hey lad?- I'm your lover
With my stake will pierce your cover
Let me plant you on the edge
Let me touch your lips with sledge
Please bend down and lift your skirt
Do not move, it's just absurd
Use that grampus -What you do?-
Never'll be so gorgeous you

I enter the wake
Walls are red and cellar blake
Little work I have to make
With a lady bent to

I open a door
What I see? Another whore
With a grimy grinning brow
Let me play with you girl

-Oh sir!- I'm your saviour
So said I and torch I gave her
Hands are tight so I have missed
So with fire she was kissed
Put your little hand in mine
Let me wipe tears with bine
Use that grip vice -What you do?-
Never'll be too mincing you

I went off the wake
Far off now cellar blake
As the evening pass the day
Coming home with pleasure

Jolly hangman
Jolly hangman
Jolly hangman
Toils all day

In taberna quando sumus
Non curamus quid sit humus
Sed ad ludum properamus
Cui semper insudamus:

Quid agatur in taberna
Ubi nummus est pincerna
Hoc est opus us queratur
Si quid loguor, audiatur.

Quidam ludunt, quidam bibunt,
Quidam indiscrete vivunt.
Sed in ludo qui morantur,
Ex his quidam denudantur,

Quidam ibi vestiuntur,
Quidam saccis induuntur.
Ibi nullus timet mortem,
Sed pro Baccho mittunt sortem

Primo pro nummata vini,
Ex hac bibunt libertini;
Semel bibunt pro captivis,
Post hec bibunt ter pro vivis,

Quater ro christianis cunctis,
Quinquies pro fidelibus defunctis,
Sexies pro sororibus vanis,
Septies pro militibus silvanis.

Octies pro fatribus perversis,
Nonies pro monachis dispersis,
Decies pro navigantibus,
Undecies pro discordantibus,

Duodecies pro penitentibus,
Tradecies pro iter agentibus.
Tam pro papa quam pro rege
Bibunt omnes sine lege.

Bibit hera, bibit herus,
Bibit miles, bibit clerus,
Bibit ill, bibit illa,
Bibit servus cum ancilla,
Bibit velox, bibit piger,
Bibit albus, bibit niger,
Bibit constans, bibit vagus,
Bibit rudis, bibit magus.

Bibit pauper et egrotus,
Bit exul et ignotus,
Bibit puer, bibit canus,
Bibit presul et decanus,
Bibit soror, bibit frater,
Bibit anus, bibit mater,
Bibit ista, bibit ille,
Bibunt centum, bibunt, mille!

Parum sexcente nummate
Durant, cum immoderate
Bibunt omnes sine meta,
Quamvis bibant mente leta,

Sic nos rodunt omnes gentes
Et sic erimus egentes.
Qui nos rodunt confundantur
Et cum iustis non scribantur!

Welcome show my friend
Welcome show that never ends
Left is walrus horn
To the right of child unborn
Welcome show my friend
Welcome show that never ends
You will be the one
Who controls the Moon and Sun

The reflections die
As the vision clears
But five pints will be enough
To deceive the seer
You will laugh and cry
As you take this beer
Satisfaction guaranteed
In the hall of mirrors

First you are a god
Perfect son of mighty lord
Peoples kneel to you
As you teach them what to do

Poor little man
No one just comes near
You are hanging on the cross
Waiting for the spear
You predicted faith
Vanished human fears
But your destiny is naught
Just another mirror

Farewell mighty god
Only son of superb lord
You were little fake
Slaughtered only by mistake
Now it's time to laugh
Please begin don't shut your mouth
You were funny guy
Didn't know where to die

Here in distorting mirror
You are a dandy hero
Yes you can sit on the throne
Yes you can kneel all day long
While in the hall of mirrors
While in the shade of heroes
You may keep silence or shout
But you will find no way out

Look at the perfect mirror
You see a shadow near
Yes shadow sits on the throne
Yes others kneel all day long
While in the den of mirrors
While as the whip comes near
You may have brandy or stout
But you will find no way out

Now you are a king
With a crown and mighty ring
Or to say precise
Now I'm telling only lies
You are lord of Wake
Half of mankind you had slayed
Welcome mighty knight
To the land of crystal night

Poor mustached man
Devastation near
You are gulping yellow pill
So your death is here
You controlled the world
Was the greatest fear
But your destiny is naught
Just another mirror

Farewell mighty king
With no crown or superb ring
You had fought enough
So your fate is brought for naught

All is brought for naught
In distorted mirror
All you hear is what you want
In the howl of zeroes
Through the looking glass
Welcome baby hero
Join your corpse on other side
Poor little zero

Welcome show my friend
Welcome show that never ends
Left is walrus horn
To the right of child unborn
Welcome show my friend
Welcome show that never ends
You will be the one
Who controls the Moon and Sun

Now as you broke the mirror
You killed a shade of hero
Yes no one sits on the throne
But they still kneel all day long
Here in the grave of mirrors
You are a perfect zero
You may keep silence and shout
But you will find no way out

His face has been touched with a ghost of a smile
He sang and his lips moved unhurriedly
His strained voice ran down and silent were all
Who sat 'round the table and widely
I put out the light but no sleep at night
And tune of my heart is perfectly right

I dreamed and I smiled and the song in my mind
Was happy and joyful and pleasant
The strained voice ran down as noise of the tide
Were silent both landlord and peasant
I put out the light but no sleep at night
And tune of my heart is perfectly right

He sang of the mountains and far-away skies
He sang of the land of no trouble
His strained voice ran up and withering winds
Were pretty and gentle and humble
I put out the light but no sleep at night
And tune of my heart is perfectly right

Dance peasant
Dance (it's) pleasant
Dance - put a
Noose around

Sing dummy
Shadow's coming
Sing - you're a-
Mused with crowd

Dance landlord
Pawn on a board
Dance - on a
Hallow of rhyme

Sing dummy
Void is coming
Sing until the
End of time

My dream became wild and the song in my mind
Was misty and charming and calling
The strained voice ran up and we drifted again
To the land where long shadows are falling
I put out the light but no sleep at night
And tune of my heart is perfectly right

He stood up and sighed loud before the last song
And this one was wistful and grievous
His voice it has broke as he fell to the ground
He passed and elapsed and he left us
I put out the light but no sleep at night
And tune of my heart is perfectly right

Dancing with darkness, dancing with light
Like will-o-wisp in the swampland
Dancing with darkness, dancing with light
Turn around see shadows dance
Turn to the left, turn to the right
Silence and rest in the graveyard
Turn to the left, turn to the right
No one is dancing with you

One, two
Overhead threads are plaiting
Three, four
Hark widdershins call
Five, six
To the twilight they sailing
Done well
Where long shadows fall

Dancing with fire, dancing with ice
Like a sun glint in a spring time
Dancing with fire, dancing with ice
Turn around see shadows dance
Look to the left, look to the right
Phantoms are gathered around you
Look to the left, look to the right
Shadows are playing with you

One, two
Overhead threads are plaiting
Three, four
Hark obscure vague call
Five, six
To the twilight they sailing
Done well
Where long shadows fall

Dancing with death, dancing with life
Like fire and ice in the twilight
Dancing with death, dancing with life
Turn around see shadows dance
See at your left, see at your right
Shadows are dancing in moonlight
See at your left, see you are right
Shut up and join silent dance

One, two
Overhead threads are plaiting
Three, four
Hark mocking-bird call
Five, six
To the twilight they sailing
Done well
Where long shadows fall

Once there was a little girl
A little girl with a little curl
Have you seen her?
My sweetie pretty little girl
Georgi Porgi pudding and pie
Kissed the girls and made them cry
Have you seen him?
He really made the women cry

Mother Moose jig
Walk of broken leg
Mother Moose jig
Work of bottle neck

Let me call the pipes
Jug jig
Dubbing and drinking is welcome again
Let me call the drums
Jug jig
Sobbing and sobbing forever away

Georgi Porgi sat on the wall
Georgi Porgi had a great fall
Had a fall yeah
To pretty sweetie little girl
Right in the middle of forehead
When she's good she's pretty dead
Have you seen her?
When she was pretty little dead?

Mother Moose jig
Slam of broken leg
Mother Moose jig
Dance with broken neck

Twinkle little star
Jug jig
Growling and screaming will wake up your light
Gorgeous still you are
Jug jig
Gleaming and shining from left to the right

All the king's horses and all his men
Couldn't put Georgi together again
Not so bad Ma'am
Couldn't put him together again
When the boys came out to play
Georgi Porgi rot away
Rest in peace man
Quickly rapidly rot away

Mother Moose jig
Wring away the neck
Mother Moose jig
Dance you bloody jack

Merry old ling mole
Jug jig
Angling a compliment their bow knees to thee
Sing me good old soul
Jug jig
Put down your flipper on fiddlers three

Yankee monkey diddle doo
What you do is up to you

What is this that brings the light to me?
What is this that shines so bright?
Please come with me to the fields of green
Please come with me by my side
Hello darling
Be mine darling
Tonight darling
Tonight

This is me who brings the light for you
It's my knife that shines so bright
I will never say a word for you
Not a word in world is right
Goodbye darling
See you darling
See light darling
Goodbye

Here they lie who know the light -they lie-
Here their bones that shine so bright
Let me kiss your tender naked heart
Let your flavour make me tight
Tonight darling
You're mine darling
See light darling
And shine

Hey beer hearts!
King is dead, now off your hats!
Hey beer hearts
Hail your king and drain your mugs!

As he'd born they brought him pint
Gulped it little baby
Never drunk from mother's dug
Water made him crazy
Sober ruled with iron fist
Blind drunk he fought bravely
If the foes are like in mist
One should smash them gaily

Follow sign of our king
Rise your mug and drain it
Lazy serf and noble man
Please repast decedent
Let this pyre last for days
Let's be on a bender
For hang-over to take none
For his peace. Remember!

Let us drink for beer king once!
Let us drink for beer king twice!
Let us drink for beer king once more
Slainte mhath!

Hey beer hearts!
King is dead, now off your hats!
Hey beer hearts
Hail the king and drain your mugs!

Jolly but the end was sad
Morning heartburn dreadful
Was no mug before his bed
Was no brimmer half-full
As he lied they brought him mug
Sovereign took it faintly
Drained the water, cursed his men
Breathed his last, abated

Let us drink for beer king once!
Let us drink for beer king twice!
Let us drink for beer king once more
Slainte mhath!

(The King's voice): I had fought stout and I had fought lean,
But it was hang-over I could not win
I was ready to drop and I really dropped
It was water that killed me, damn forever that slop

Hey beer hearts!
King is dead, now off your hats!
Hey beer hearts
Hail your king and drain your mugs!

Follow sign of our king
Rise your mug and drain it
Lazy serf and noble man
Please repast decedent
Let this pyre last for days
Let's be on a bender
For hang-over to take none
For his peace. Remember!

Let us drink for beer king once!
Let us drink for beer king twice!
Let us drink for beer king once more
Slainte mhath!

Hey beer hearts!
King is dead, now off your hats!
Hey beer hearts
Hail your king and drain your mugs!

(I)
We weave the web
Vast as the great storm
Warriors to die
Blood spilled on that cloth
Steel of the spears
Woof of the red blood
For merciless battle
Web has been weaved

Web has been weaved
Of bowels of human
Plummet will be
On the bench made of sculls
Hackle of iron
And pins of arrows
By bloody spears
We weave the web

In the realm of war tomorrow
Feel no grief and feel no sorrow
To the realm of death we follow
Warriors sailing to the west
With the thousand swords tomorrow
Kill your pain and kill your sorrow
To the halls of mirth we follow
Let us follow our fate

(II)
Hjortrimull, Hild,
Sanngrid and Swipull
Bared the swords
And weaving the fate
Broken the spears
And broken the shields
The dogs of war
Have bitten them in

Landlords will come
From the lands far away
New king will come
From kingdom so far
Brian the Koenig
Is cursed and is doomed
Sigurd the Earl
Crucified on the spears

In the realm of war tomorrow
Feel no grief and feel no sorrow
To the realm of death we follow
Warriors sailing to the west
With the thousand swords tomorrow
Kill your pain and kill your sorrow
To the halls of mirth we follow
Let us follow our fate

(Interlude)
Weaving and weaving
The colors of battle
Young and brave Koenig
Was wielding the flag
Forward we rush
And ride to the battle
Friends side by side
Their lives we shall crop

Weaving and weaving
The colors of battle
Follow the Koenig
The king young and brave
Hendull and Hunn
Follow him closer
Blood on the shields
And nothing they see

Weaving and weaving
The colors of battle
Forward they rush
The warriors brave
Life of the Koenig
Quest for the honor
We are to choose
To live or to die

Irish are doomed
And bitter their fate
Revere them
Hail them forever
We weaved the web
And blood on the field
Honored but dead
Remembered for years

(III)
Fear and grief
But watch at the skies
Running across
Blood-red storm clouds
Warriors' blood
Has filled all the air
We celebrate
As the Valkyries

Glorified tune
Of king young and brave
Hear us and tell
To people elsewhere
Bear the sword
Riding wild horse
Fulfill the fate
Of Eire and Norse

In the realm of war tomorrow
Feel no grief and feel no sorrow
To the realm of death we follow
Warriors sailing to the west
With the thousand swords tomorrow
Kill your pain and kill your sorrow
To the halls of mirth we follow
Let us follow our fate