In Taberna - Corvus Corax

In taberna quando sumus

Non curamus quid sit humus

Sed ad ludum properamus

Cui semper insudamus:

Quid agatur in taberna

Ubi nummus est pincerna

Hoc est opus us queratur

Si quid loguor, audiatur

Quidam ludunt, quidam bibunt

Quidam indiscrete vivunt

Sed in ludo qui morantur

Ex his quidam denudantur

Quidam ibi vestiuntur

Quidam saccis induuntur

Ibi nullus timet mortem

Sed pro Baccho mittunt sortem

Primo pro nummata vini

Ex hac bibunt libertini;

Semel bibunt pro captivis

Post hec bibunt ter pro vivis

Quater ro christianis cunctis

Quinquies pro fidelibus defunctis

Sexies pro sororibus vanis

Septies pro militibus silvanis

Octies pro fatribus perversis

Nonies pro monachis dispersis

Decies pro navigantibus

Undecies pro discordantibus

Duodecies pro penitentibus

Tradecies pro iter agentibus

Tam pro papa quam pro rege

Bibunt omnes sine lege

Bibit hera, bibit herus

Bibit miles, bibit clerus

Bibit ill, bibit illa

Bibit servus cum ancilla

Bibit velox, bibit piger

Bibit albus, bibit niger

Bibit constans, bibit vagus

Bibit rudis, bibit magus

Bibit pauper et egrotus

Bit exul et ignotus

Bibit puer, bibit canus

Bibit presul et decanus

Bibit soror, bibit frater

Bibit anus, bibit mater

Bibit ista, bibit ille

Bibunt centum, bibunt, mille!

Parum sexcente nummate

Durant, cum immoderate

Bibunt omnes sine meta

Quamvis bibant mente leta

Sic nos rodunt omnes gentes

Et sic erimus egentes

Qui nos rodunt confundantur

Et cum iustis non scribantur!

When we are in the shop

We don't care what the ground is

But we hurry to the game

We sweat

What's going on

Where is the money butler

This is work for us

If anything is wrong, let it be heard

Some play, some drink

Some live indiscriminately

But those who stay in the game

Some of them are stripped bare

Some get dressed

Some sacks

There no one fears death

But they cast lots for Bacchus

First for the buyer of wine

From this the freedmen drink;

Toasts for prisoners

After drinking three times for a living

Four times

Five times for the faithful

Six for vain sisters

Seven times for gentlemen

Eight times for perverse brothers

Nine times for monks scattered

Millions of sailors

eleven times for variance

Twelve times for penitents

Tradecies for travelling

Both for the pope and for the king

They all drink without the law

The mistress drinks, the master drinks

The soldier drinks, the clergy drinks

She drinks ill, she drinks

The servant drinks with the handmaid

The quick drinks, the lazy person drinks

The white man drinks, the black man drinks

Drinks constant, drinks outward

He drinks raw, the magician drinks

The poor and the sick drink

Bit exiled and unknown

The boy drinks, the aging drinker

Drinks Director and Dean

Sister drinks, brother drinks

The old woman drinks, the mother drinks

He drank it, he drank it

They drink a hundred, they drink a thousand!

six hundred pence

Durable when immoderately

They drink all without a limit

Although they drink the mind

Thus all nations nag us

We will be in need

Those who nag us

And you just don't write!