grace-


Soon the time comes, the old year is gone,
In place of a new will.
This new year brings us happiness,
Joyful forty-seventh!

Chorus: (2 times).
Wine glasses to the brim, we pour,
And the glorious grace-song
According to custom sing.

And pour, my dear friend, full,
To bloom throughout the song.
We have a drink for those who are away from everyone,
Away from our family.

Chorus. (2 times)

Again, the wine we pour into a glass,
And raise a toast, friends,
To the delight of us to fear enemies
Blooming native land.

Chorus. (2 times) .1946