Lafari's birthday was great fun,

We emptied several glasses again.

The party took place down in the basement,

We ate burgers there on yellow paper plates.

We were visiting the Fuchs family

And finally we played Werewolf DelUx.

Finally it was the turn of the Volvic

And at some point spaghett arrived.

Then this drinking game, just a few rounds,

The concentration was only enough for seconds.

Places were often swapped

And in our heads it was roaring like the heater.

For some there was a little walk,

On which Monte's sweet voice sounded.

Back in the warm cellar,

Fuck, Marry, Kill, honor taken.

WWOP really hit its stride,

The ideas of the little ones fucked our lives.

Finally a farewell, that was great,

That, dear fish, is it.