In Taberna [English translation]

When we are in the tavern,

we do not think how we will go to dust,

but we hurry to gamble,

which always makes us sweat,

What happens in the tavern,

where money is host,

you may well ask,

and hear what I say.

Some gamble, some drink,

some behave loosely.

But of those who gamble,

some are stripped bare,

some win their clothes here,

some are dressed in sacks.

Here no-one fears death,

but they throw the dice in the name of Bacchus.

Here's a game, a drink aside

There, a true heathen life

Of the game where it will have been cared

Many see themselves as bared

Another proudly knocks the bag

The third lies in sackcloth and ashes

Who will care for death?

Solution is: To honor Bacchus!