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Pour the wine and raise it cup |
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Drink of brothers you know how |
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a spritual for Orpheus |
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wherever he is now |
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Some birds sing when the sun shines bright |
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My praise is not for them |
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But the one who sings in the dead of nights |
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I raise my cup to him |
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Wherever he is wondering |
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How long upon the earth |
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Let lyre's singing follow him |
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and bring him comfort |
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Some flowers bloom when the green grass grows |
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My praise is not for them |
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but the on who blooms in the bitter snow |
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I raise my cup to him |
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I raise my cup and drink it up |
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I raise it high and drink it dry |
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To Orpheus and all of us |
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Good night brothers. Good night. |
