This is the story of a man who walked into the tavern with a beer in hand He was already drunk, he laughed and shouted, he came near us with a smile in his mouth
He raised up his pint and we did it too, we shouted «Gasunt!» and the party began Do you want to drink with us? Fill your pint with beer or rum! ‘cause now the party will start, we are gettin’ drunk
Alle de beeghe vüürent in ka Sleeghe, bèllar un biisen: an schööna gaséghe! Grüüsa-dich, vrömadar, ail, an-de béll! Khèeranten hòam du bolàibest an khséll! Gasunt!
[Tutte le strade portano ad Asiago, boschi e prati: una splendida visione! Ti salutiamo, ospite, vieni, se vuoi! Tornando a casa resterai un amico! Salute!]
Rise your horns onto the sky, rise your fist, hang it high! Hüttar is a way of life Sing with us! Oi! Oi! Oi! Now the story is nearly over, we are all going home but before that moment let’s drink once more! _________