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.