Текст песни Гевал - Вакханалия

Fauns crowned their heads with laurel
Pouring wine over black faces
The body of the forest harlots licked
They called in a crazy dance to spin
Intoxicated with moaning orgies
Falling lips to lips
Wild laughter expresses delight
Sacrificing yourself to the gods

In drunken fingers satyr flute
Sing in my heart a mad lyre
Bacchus-Bacchus-Bacchanalia Bacchanalia

As a god of nakedness do not be ashamed
Your path is strewn with flowers
Lie on the forest bed
Sleep in the arms of the Bacchantes

Bringing teeth satyrs laugh
In contortions they beat and prostrate themselves
Sweet treacle pours into your ears
Choir to the angelic moans of harlots
Caress the body with thin fingers
Pouring wine into my mouth
Bacchanalia in drunken fun
My life is vanity