A Brindar
Salduie
To Toast
I return from war, I have lost blood
There are dead people. I have come here to drink
Give me a pint, a roasted leg of lamb
And a good-looking girl!
Today in battle I have shed so much blood
Like what they tried to steal from me
But here I am, I have not perished, I resist alive
And here I come to celebrate!
You will drink at the tavern after the war
You must heal your wounds with alcohol
If you have to pay for a girl and her hips
Let her body erase the memory of pain
Brothers have fallen, their gaze, a final breath
I have come here to toast!
To celebrate for them the victory they did not see
And that their brave deeds allowed to conquer
I return undefeated from death
Carrying some coins that I must take advantage of!
While life gives me
Moments at the bar that I must take advantage of!
You will drink at the tavern after the war
You must heal your wounds with alcohol
If you have to pay for a girl and her hips
Let her body erase the memory of pain
At the tavern you must drink
Rest your weapons and rest well
Eat a piece of meat and sing
Women and wine, start tasting!
Do not think that upon waking
You take your sword to fight
Just tonight intend to taste
Women and wine, start to toast!
You will drink at the tavern after the war
You must heal your wounds with alcohol
If you have to pay for a girl and her hips
Let her body erase the memory of pain
You will drink at the tavern after the war
You must heal your wounds with alcohol
If you have to pay for a girl and her hips
Let her body erase the memory of pain
