The songs are singing and the be?drinking
We are feasting - we are pleasing the Gods
Night is like days 'cause fires light
it
Joy is at faces and let fear become ashes
Night is like day and here is our happiness
Holiday of fathers and here is our
gladness
Tomorrow we will be at work again
Now we're singing the songs, praising the gods
[chorus:]
Gorgeous sunshine
brings us joy
Bright sickle Moon is now with us
Holiday of fathers is now with us
Holiday of fathers is the holiday of ours
We
gathered here together
To recollect our fathers
The time of battles for now passed
Let's chase away time of grief
Our
children are here with us
Our ancestors are here with us
[chorus:]
Gorgeous sunshine brings us joy
Bright sickle Moon is
now with us
Holiday of fathers is now with us
Holiday of fathers is the holiday of ours