Hulde*, hulde, hulde to this comrade
We thank our gods this man exists
He taps* us our beers, from early to very very late
He taps us our beers, from early to very very late
Thank him, thank him, thank him for all that blonde beer
Vodka, whiskey, water do not interest us at all
The golden-yellow liquid with white collar, that gives us great pleasure
The golden-yellow liquid with white collar, that gives us great pleasure
Honor him, honor him, honor him, for him men raise the horn
Never before did one see such a man, born so strong and tough
We thank him with all our heart, like no one's done before*
We thank him with all our heart, like no one's done before