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Feuerschwanz Hurra Hurra die Pest ist da

Once upon a time, in a little village, an old man came in He said the pestilence is going around, and it’s going to be the same with you You’ve all sinned, God’s punishment will be severe Three days you have to live, so hear my advice:

“Carpe diem” is the key word, your time is limited So go out and have fun there is enough to eat! So said the man and immediately sang a funny song So that the whole village can immediately start to bawl

Hooray hooray the plague is here! We have three days left So we drink the barrels dry, what a feast The black death will soon take us, but we still have the lifeblood And the neighbor’s daughters have their hands full

The servant he always wanted to have a go at the maid Didn’t he get a look at her chest the other day At the hayloft he penetrated her quite unabashedly That the couple, oh, wonderful, may they lose their innocence

The raven cries, “Oh, girl, never go into the forest!” How right he is, there’s the hunter and he feels alone In the deep forest he has chosen a fair maiden And then the feint run will have lost its charge

Hooray hooray the plague is here! We have three days left So we drink the barrels dry, what a feast The black death will soon take us, but we still have the lifeblood And the neighbor’s daughters have their hands full

The noble knight, quite bitter sees himself already in his grave So he’ll let it go today - the courtly manner At the dinner table there one does himself according to the state according to gebaren The knight burps at the bailiff and lets one go loud

As funny as it sounds, the third day soon followed I think the chaos was perfect, the village was in ruins But whatever this Mähr means “Carpe diem”, live the moment, that was really great

2x Hooray hooray the plague is here! We have three days left So we drink the barrels dry, what a feast The black death will soon take us, but we still have the lifeblood And the neighbor’s daughters have their hands full

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