Green Crow - Поминки Финнегана
текст песни

Music: People's
Words: Sitnev Yaroslav (translation of the song Finnegan’s Wake)

Tim Finnegan lived on Walkin Street
Worked in the port and slept there
He drank everything that was pouring and what burns
And then I dragged the bags on the hump!
He was bold with a bottle in life
That whiskey, that brandy is still
And if I found somewhere money somewhere
An hour later he was drunk in shit!

Let's have fun and sing songs
Dance and fall under the table without strength
So that each of us can die
No worse than Timmy Finnegan lived!

Tim got up from a hangover somehow in the morning
Do not hold their feet, the head is cracking
He stumbled and he fell from the stairs
And he died without drinking a beer in the morning!

Friends brought his corpse to the widow
They laid in the bed, covered the shame
The bubble was laid in the head
And a couple of bottles at his feet!

Let's have fun and sing songs
Dance and fall under the table without strength
So that each of us can die
No worse than Timmy Finnegan lived!

The wake was appointed at the same hour
The widow all baked the pie in tears
At first everyone drunk tea silently
And then we got the whisk and the grog!

All guests were not drunk in the trash
And Tommy said an indecent toast
And Bobby is to him: you are a freak and a boor!
Tom gave him to his jaw and rushed!

Let's have fun and sing songs
Dance and fall under the table without strength
So that each of us can die
No worse than Timmy Finnegan lived!

The dishes flew, creating a pogrom
Misfortune happened could already
But he suddenly threw a bottle of Mick Maloun
The deceased right in the cold forehead.

Then Finnegan suddenly opened his eyes
He jumped out of bed and yelled:
What have I forgotten there in heaven,
When I have to drink here for a time!

Let's have fun and sing songs
Dance and fall under the table without strength
So that each of us can die
No worse than Timmy Finnegan lived!