LYRICS

Festive table all of us gathered
a wooden vessel and song, song of the soul.
joy in my heart to share
cups to fill to celebrate.

Being alive and well Cites one
and while we are young to party. (X2)

Care and woes to forgot,
pains and worries that I left.
Let us be congratulated now
sweet to have bread, bread and salt.

Being alive and well Cites one
and while we are young to party. (X4)