Who wants to chase away a migraine
Just has to always drink the good
And keep the table full
Of sausages and ham

Water does nothing but rot the lung
Taste, taste, taste, taste companion
Empty this glass for us and we will refill it
Water does nothing but rot the lung
Taste, taste, taste, taste companion
Empty this glass for us and we will refill it

The wine tasted by this good father
Who made himself such a good boy
Makes us talk without grammar
And makes us wise without lesson

Water does nothing but rot the lung
Taste, taste, taste, taste companion
Empty this glass for us and we will refill it
Water does nothing but rot the lung
Taste, taste, taste, taste companion
Empty this glass for us and we will refill it

Loth, drinking in a tavern
Inflated his daughters' breasts
Showing that a tavern syrup
Beats that of a doctor

Water does nothing but rot the lung
Taste, taste, taste, taste companion
Empty this glass for us and we will refill it
Water does nothing but rot the lung
Taste, taste, taste, taste companion
Empty this glass for us and we will refill it

So let's all drink at the right time
To stir our kidney
And let the one among us die
Who will deny his companion

Water does nothing but rot the lung
Taste, taste, taste, taste companion
Empty this glass for us and we will refill it
Water does nothing but rot the lung
Taste, taste, taste, taste companion
Empty this glass for us and we will refill it

CONSULTER LES PAROLES ORIGINALES