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Fill It up, Innkeeper
Let’s drink, my friend—I am in so much despair;
Let’s drink, my friend—there is no cure for my trouble.
Let’s drink, my friend—I have no joy today.
Let’s drink, my friend—everything feels tastless to me.
Friends say bitter words—may enemies stay happy.
I drank a large glass: may it be my cure.
Friends say bitter words—may enemies stay happy.
I drank a large glass: may it be my cure.
My meze is a bit of cheese: may there be a bit of olives.
Let’s drink, friend, hey, let’s drink;
Let’s drink, friend; there, I am drunk…
Fill it up, hey, innkeeper: don’t let my glass stay empty…
Fill it up, hey, innkeeper—my sorrows won’t end…
Fill it up, hey, innkeeper: fill it up fast, let me drink—
Fill it up, fill it up, fill it up, fill it up, fill it up, keep it going…
Fill it up, hey, innkeeper—drinking burns, I’m burning inside…
Fill it up, hey, innkeeper—my sorrows won’t end…
Fill it up, hey, innkeeper—this way I’m blind drunk…
Fill it up, fill it up, fill it up, fill it up, fill it up, keep it going…
Let’s drink, my friend—I have no happines;
Let’s drink, my friend—I’m not in the mood today…
Let’s drink, my friend—my eyes are filled with tears:
Let’s drink, my friend—I have no beloved…
Friends say bitter words—may enemies stay happy.
I drank a large glass: may it be my cure.
Friends say bitter words—may enemies stay happy.
I drank a large glass: may it be my cure.
My meze is a bit of cheese: may there be a bit of olives.
Let’s drink, friend, hey, let’s drink;
Let’s drink, friend; there, I am drunk…
Fill it up, hey, innkeeper: don’t let my glass stay empty…
Fill it up, hey, innkeeper—my sorrows won’t end…
Fill it up, hey, innkeeper: fill it up fast, let me drink—
Fill it up, fill it up, fill it up, fill it up, fill it up, keep it going…
Fill it up, hey, innkeeper—drinking burns, I’m burning inside…
Fill it up, hey, innkeeper—my sorrows won’t end…
Fill it up, hey, innkeeper—this way I’m blind drunk…
Fill it up, fill it up, fill it up, fill it up, fill it up, keep it going…
Let’s drink, my friend—I am in so much despair;
Let’s drink, my friend—there is no cure for my trouble.
Let’s drink, my friend—I have no joy today.
Let’s drink, my friend—everything feels tasteless to me.
Fill it up, hey, innkeeper—drinking burns, I’m burning inside…
Fill it up, hey, innkeeper—my sorrows won’t end…
Fill it up, hey, innkeeper—this way I’m blind drunk…
Fill it up, fill it up, fill it up, fill it up, fill it up, I am drunk…
An Cat Dubh✕
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fatix 
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Thank you [@fatix] for your very helpful comments!