There was a great feast In the konung`s palace: Lakes of beer and honey Everyone was happy
Konung was drinking All the night long like hell His face was dark and unhappy He took his axe and said
«Shut up your mouths Stop this laughter and joy! I know so many here Want to capture my throne
You desire my wife! You want my crown! You thought, I am blind? Now I will punch your skulls!!!»
YAAAWWW!!! This is death in beer Now our konung is dead! YAAAWWW!!! Only strong may drink beer And it will never damage their brain!!! If you are too weak, don’t even try Leave to true men!!! But if you don’t drink, you are not MY FRIEND!!!
«You said, I am mad??? You will die for this right now!!! » Growled the konung And rushed forward with axe.
He was so drunk That his way was very short He has fallen in cask of beer And did not emerge!!!
YAAAWWW!!! This is death in beer Now our konung is dead! YAAAWWW!!! Only strong may drink beer And it will never damage their brain!!! If you are too weak, don’t even try Leave to true men!!! But if you don’t drink, you are not MY FRIEND!!!