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Pour the wine and raise a cup
Drink up brothers you know how
And spill a drop for Orpheus
Wherever he is now
Some birds sing when the sun shines bright
Our praise is not for them
But the ones who sing in the dead of night
We raise our cups to them
Wherever he is wandering
Alone upon the earth
Let all our singing follow him
And bring him comfort
Some flowers bloom
Where the green grass grows
Our praise is not for them
But the ones who bloom in the bitter snow
We raise our cups to them
We raise our cups and drink them up
We raise 'em high and drink 'em dry
To Orpheus and all of us
Goodnight brothers goodnight
