Текст песни Green Crow - Поминки Финнегана

Music: Folk
Tags: Sbitnev Yaroslav (translation of the song Finnegan's Wake)

Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street
He worked at the port and there slept
He drank all that pours and that burns
After lugging bags on the backs!
He boldly with a bottle in life was
What whiskey, brandy that - still
And if there's some money found
An hour later he was drunk in the shit!

Let's have fun and sing songs
Dance and fall under the table without power
To each of us could die
No worse than Timmy Finnegan lived!

Tim somehow got up in the morning with a hangover
Do not hold the legs, bursting chump
Stumbled and he fell down the stairs
And he died without drinking a beer in the morning!

Friends brought his corpse widow
In bed laid, covered the nakedness
Bubble put in my head
And a couple of bottles at his feet!

Let's have fun and sing songs
Dance and fall under the table without power
To each of us could die
No worse than Timmy Finnegan lived!

Commemoration was appointed at the same hour
Widow in tears baked pie
At first, all silently drank tea
And then got viskar and grog!

All guests without delay drunk in the trash
And Tommy said said indecent toast
Bobby him, you're a freak and ham!
Tom gave him in the jaw and away we go!

Let's have fun and sing songs
Dance and fall under the table without power
To each of us could die
No worse than Timmy Finnegan lived!

Flying dishes, creating mayhem
Misfortune happen could have used
But suddenly threw a bottle Mick Malone
Right in the dead cold forehead.

Here Finnegan suddenly opened his eyes
He jumped out of bed and shouted:
Yes, I forgot there in heaven,
When I drink here is long overdue!

Let's have fun and sing songs
Dance and fall under the table without power
To each of us could die
No worse than Timmy Finnegan lived!