Prohibition dries out the bubbling meadows
Widows are crying, aftershave consoles
But cries are no good, and neither are mourning ribbons
No storm winds or temperate weather
When my ship enters the cooling harbour
Pour a regular dose of hard tea at a time
We go anticlockwise with the bottle cap
We make it there before the gates are closed
Promise covers a lot: you do see that
It covers the downs and the ups
And makes you work for a place in heaven
So, pour a regular dose of hard tea at a time
You can sense wicked from an amen
The crown's ride sets one in their way
Although the cuckoo scans the night
I dunk my face in the fountain of life once more
No one gets to take their load of life with them,
when everything ends up in a container with a lid
And to be too happy to load any guns
So, a regular dose at a time
A regular dose at a time,
A regular dose at a time,
Pour the hard tea
_______________
Translator's note:
Check this link for a better explanation of "kruununkyyti" (crown's ride". https://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/kruununkyyti