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Remember the dead and bring out the wine
Welcome the ghosts that stand in a line
The father,uncle and grandfather who
Wave with a smile to welcome me through

Remember the dead and bring out the wine
Through to this vision,clear and sublime
The father,uncle and grandfather who
Loved me in life,their love clear and true

Remember the dead and bring out the wine
The more that I drink the more that it's true
They sit by this lake their smiles clearly seen
A peace on their face as if in a dream

Remember the dead I've finished the wine
The Sun on my face in the visions decline
I'll see them again ,the guides of my life
A loss cut so deep like the blade of a knife