The songs are singing and the beеr 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 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 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