What I drank for you
Can you fill a ship
And had no barrel
What made ​​me forget.

What I drank for you
Never drank artist,
Pirate or drank,
Neither one will drink.

What I drank for you
Was almost always bad
And well before the end
I was already at the mercy

What I drank for you
I did so badly
Already was normal
Waking up in the bidet.

Each owner of pub
And collector tin
Now I smiled gratefully.

If your plan was against my liver,
My darling, you were successful;
Happy birthday to you.