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Zhasnuté, zamknuté, cintorín šiel spať.

A náš milý hrobár ide pečeň prechlastať.

Priamo dolu ulicou do nebeských dverí,

kde sa Anča krčmárka na hrobára škerí.

Pri stole už Jošo s poldecákmi máva, starý kamoš Miňo ruku mu podáva.

Hrobárovi kamoši vždy poslušne slopú,

celú noc krcajú, na druhý deň kopú.

Veľa chlastu, žrádla - hrobárovi padla!

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ENG: Shift Ends

Lights turned off and the doors are locked, the cementery went to sleep.

And our dear grave digger is going to destroy his liver drinking.

Straight down the road where the heavenly gates of the pub

where Annie the bartender smiles at him.

His friend Joe wawes at him with shotglasses in hand, his old pal Minho is shaking his hand.

The fellas of the grave digger always drink like beasts

puke the whole night and work the next day.

A lot of booze and food - After the shift ends