Текст песни Green Crow - Поминки Финнегана

Music: Folk
Words: Sbitnev Jaroslav (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 is poured, and that is burning
After lugging bags on the backs!
He boldly with a bottle of life was
With whiskey, brandy - 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
He stumbled and he fell down the stairs
And he died without drinking a beer in the morning!

Friends brought his corpse to the widow
The bed was laid, covered the nakedness
Bubble placed 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 power
To each of us could die
No worse than Timmy Finnegan lived!

Funeral appointed at the same hour
The widow in tears baked pie
First, all silently drank tea
And then you got viskar and grog!

All guests without delay drunk in the trash
And Tommy said, told obscene toast
And Bobby to him: You are 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
The misfortune could happen already used
But suddenly threw a bottle Mick Malone
The deceased directly in the cold forehead.

Here Finnegan suddenly opened his eyes
He jumped out of bed and shouted:
Yes, I forgot there in heaven,
When I'm here it's time to have a drink!

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!