Текст песни Green Crow - Поминки Финнегана

Music: Narodnaya
Words: Sbatenev Yaroslav (Translation of the Finnegan's Wake song)

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

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

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

Friends brought his corpse widow
In bed laid, covered sakes
Bubble put in my head
And a couple of bottles to his legs!

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

The commemoration was appointed in the same hour
Widow all in tears baked cake
First everyone silently drove tea
And after got wisar and grog!

All guests not honey drunk in the trash
And Tommy said the indecent toast
And Bobby him: You're freak and Ham!
Tom gave him in the jaw and rushed!

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

Flying dishes, doing pogrom
Misfortune happened already
But I threw the bottle suddenly Mick Malone
The dead man right in the cold forehead.

Here Finnegan suddenly open his eyes
He jumped off the bed and shouted:
Yes, that I forgot there in heaven,
When I have time to drink here!

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