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| To the tune of Katusha. Lyrics by David Holley
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| [[Category:Varushka]]
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| [[Category:Varushka Music]]
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| [[Category:Music]]
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| <song>
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| Once, in Karsk, I came across a meadhall
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| Mead, they served, just one Ring for a pint
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| “We’ll drink here”, oh, I called out to my comrades
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| “Sun’s gone down, we’ll drink right through the night”
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| Dawnish lads, were sat around a table
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| Gleaming armour, ready for a fight
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| “Drinks for them”, oh, I called out to the barkeep
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| “Maybe they’ll drink with us through the night”
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| Pissed, we got, a Tower passed our pockets
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| Dawnish lads, just pissed their pretty tights
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| “Had too much”, oh, I called out to the tavern
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| “Only schlacta drink right through the night”
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| One got up, and waved his dagger at me
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| “You!” he said, “I challenge to a fight”
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| Thrown outside, oh, he landed in a snowdrift
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| With some luck, he’ll make it through the night
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| Mead we had, and mead we kept on drinking
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| ‘Til outside, did glow the morning light
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| Drink, drink, drink, til Varushka’s day is dawning
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| Time to leave, we’ve made it through the night.
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| </song>
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