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[00:00.01]Pour the wine and raise it cup
[00:08.100]Drink of brothers you know how
[00:15.100]a spritual for Orpheus
[00:21.00]wherever he is now
[00:28.00]Some birds sing when the sun shines bright
[00:34.00]My praise is not for them
[00:41.00]But the one who sings in the dead of nights
[00:46.800]I raise my cup to him
[00:55.850]Wherever he is wondering
[01:00.00]How long upon the earth
[01:06.750]Let lyre's singing follow him
[01:15.00]and bring him comfort
[01:22.500]Some flowers bloom when the green grass grows
[01:28.900]My praise is not for them
[01:33.850] but the on who blooms in the bitter snow
[01:42.00]I raise my cup to him
[01:48.00]I raise my cup and drink it up
[01:54.50]I raise it high and drink it dry
[02:00.00]To Orpheus and all of us
[02:06.20]Good night brothers. Good night.