In Taberna Quando Sumus

When We Are in the Tavern

In Taberna Quando Sumus

When we are in the tavernIn taberna quando sumus
We don't care what the ground isNon curamus quit sit humus
But we hurry to the gameSed ad ludum properamus
Which we always sweat forCui semper insudamus
What happens in the tavernQuid agatur in taberna
Where the money is the butlerUbi nummus est pincerna
This is the work to be soughtHoc est opus ut queratur
If I say something, let it be heardSi quid loquar, audiatur

Some play, some drinkQuidam ludunt, quidam bibunt
Some live indiscreetlyQuidam indiscrete vivunt
But in the game those who staySed in ludo qui morantur
Some of them are strippedEx his quidam denudantur
Some are dressed thereQuidam ibi vestiuntur
Some are dressed in sacksQuidam saccis induuntur
There no one fears deathIbi nullus timet mortem
But they cast lots for BacchusSed pro baccho mittunt sortem

First for the money of winePrimo pro nummata vini
From this the libertines drinkEx hac bibunt libertini
Once they drink for the captivesSemel bibunt pro captivis
After this they drink for the captivesPost hec bibunt pro captivis
Four times for all ChristiansQuater pro christianis cunctis
Five times for the faithful deceasedQuinquies pro fidelibus defunctis
Six times for vain sistersSexies pro sororibus vanis
Seven times for woodland soldiersSepties pro militibus silvanis

Eight times for perverse brothersOcties pro fratribus perversis
Nine times for scattered monksNonies pro monachis dispersis
Ten times for sailorsDecies pro navigantibus
Eleven times for those in discordUndecies pro discordantibus
Twelve times for the penitentsDuodecies pro penitentibus
Thirteen times for those on a journeyTredecies pro iter agentibus
As much for the pope as for the kingTam pro papa quam pro rege
They all drink without restraintBibunt omnes sine lege

The mistress drinks, the master drinksBibit hera, bibit herus
The soldier drinks, the clergy drinksBibit miles, bibit clerus
He drinks, she drinksBibit ille, bibit illa
The servant drinks with the maidBibit servus, cum ancilla
The swift drinks, the slow drinksBibit velox, bibit piger
The white drinks, the black drinksBibit albus, bibit niger
The steadfast drinks, the wandering drinksBibit constants, bibit vagus
The ignorant drinks, the wise drinksBibit rudis, bibit magus

The poor man and the sick drinkBibit pauper et egrotus
The exile and the unknown drinkBibit exul et ignotus
The boy drinks, the old man drinksBibit puer, bibit canus
The bishop and the dean drinkBibit presul et decanus
The sister drinks, the brother drinksBibit soror, bibit frater
The old woman drinks, the mother drinksBibit anus, bibit mater
This one drinks, that one drinksBibit ista, bibit ille
A hundred drink, a thousand drinkBibunt centum, bibunt mille

With little moneyParum sexcente nummate
They last, immoderatelyDurant, cum immoderate
They all drink without measureBibunt omnes sine meta
Although they drink with joyful mindQuamvis bibant mente leta
Thus all peoples gnaw at usSic nos rodunt omnes gentes
And thus we will be in needEt sic erimus egentes
May those who gnaw at us be confoundedQui nos rodunt confundantur
And not be written among the justEt cum iustis non scribantur