Текст песни Гакхан - Владыка Трандуил

There once was a King Thranduil the Elven lord
And in the cellar, he kept hoarding whiskey and drank.
About him glory thundered the whole green forest,
Like the Emperor retired to anger and swift mercy

But then came the big fellow ... Gate
And pulled out a long sword so it leads:
Like if there is someone brave among the wood elves?
And Thranduil whispered: that of Johnny mushroom.

Fought there are valiant fighters urine,
but around midnight almost gave the ends.
Swords have not decided the dispute of honor still,
Let them take a bottle to drink wine on the dispute.

And Johnny zdravuril tirelessly with the king,
In the eyes of much maradany and ognery circle
And eight Thranduil - all with bowls of wine
I drink to the health of cute, but so was correct.

And Jounin collapsed to the floor, he was a dashing fighter
green maradanov he ...
... I won this dispute
And the empty cellar he locked on constipation

The moral of this tale in easy to understand:
Before maradanov in little eyes should not drink wine.