The stars high above watch me making my way And the winds blowing hard try to bring me down And the frost makes the air crackle hard around While I walk by the "Hutka Smachna" fast food stall
Through the snowdrifts I break and on the ice I slip Nothing slows me down, nothing blocks me up My aim approaches as I walk upstairs I enter the door that's never closed
And now, drink, my friend, the glass is full Inflame the fire inside your guts Winter nights are long enough To empty all the bottles we have
Drink, drink, spirits up! Lots of bottles we do have! Drink, drink, jolly time, winter nights are long! Bottoms up! Crush the glass! Let the fragments cut our foes! Chop their legs off!!