...While we are yet sober,
A while, a little longer
Hold on we aren't getting stronger
Further, yes a little further!
Try to fight, a battle won is a war almost over
Father, yes our father!
Intoxication is soon to colonize our minds
In the morn we are surely to have forgotten
Back to our ways, caressing sin with our hands
The apple from all sides bitten, its seeds an inheritance to our children...