FILL YOUR GLASSES
Russian folk songs with English Translations pp.52,53 #44

Fast fly the hours, soon the night will be u-pon us,
As day fol-lows day all are mar-ching tow'rds the grave

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So fill your glas-ses com-rades all, and drink a health to-ge-ther;
Who knows what to-mor-row holds in store dor you and me?
Hap-pi-ness, Sor-ro-wing? Who lives lon-gest most shall see;
Hap-pi-ness, Sor-ro-wing? Who lives lon-gest most shall see;

Once called away, each is called away for ever
No more will his laughter, his song, with ours resound

Chorus:

Still when he lies and the grass is green above him
No tankard of ale to his lips he'll raise again.

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