No. 62 [Kuss, lükepék!] (Baka István fordítása)

                                                                    No 62

                                                                Kuss, lükepék!
                                                Vagy, istenuccse, asztal, a szék,
                                                A nap meg a hold meg a föld meg az ég
                                                                Remegve,
                                                                Recsegve
                                                Dühöm ma megismeri még.
                                                                Tudd meg előbb,
                                                Hogy, istenuccse, rusnya török,
                                                Tatár vagy az ördögök anyja, a dög,
                                                Reám nem ijeszt, ha a flaska van orrom előtt.
                                                        Rágja a rosseb!
                                                                Üssed!
                                                                Rúgás,
                                                                Szúrás
                                                        Záporozik csudamód,
                                                                Meglakolsz,
                                                        Hogyha a bort nem iszod.

                                                                Tátsd ki a szád,
                                                Vagy szétverem ma még a pofád,
                                                Gárgyulsz, ha a flaska betörte kupád.
                                                                Ha bor foly,
                                                                Tudod jól,
                                                Húzhatjuk a Bacchus-igát.
                                                                Told kalapod
                                                Csáléra! Jobbra, balra forog,
                                                Folthátu kabátod a földre potyog,
                                                Meggyóntat a Bacchus urunk ma, akár a papok.
                                                        Zülljön az abbé
                                                                Ebbé!
                                                                Vendég
                                                                Mindég,
                                                        S verseny-iszik csudamód.
                                                                Meglakolsz,
                                                        Hogyha a bort nem iszod.