I'm a Jolly Fellow From Kislevland

I'm a Jolly Fellow From Kislevland is a traditional Kislevi drinking song. It is often sung by drunks to hide the terrible, aching sadness in their hearts.
It goes like this:
(Verse 1)
Oh, I'm a jolly fellow from Kislev's land,
With a bottle in my hand, I take a stand,
I stumble and I sway, but I don't care,
As I raise my glass, and I mess up my hair.
(Chorus)
I'm a merry drunk, that's for sure,
From Kislev's heart, I'm never a bore,
With a toast and a hiccup, I sing this tune,
Under Kislev's moon, we'll dance 'til noon.
(Verse 2)
The vodka flows like a river wide,
As we stumble and we slide, side by side,
We raise our mugs and let out a cheer,
For Kislev's hearty folk, we're all here.
(Chorus)
I'm a merry drunk, that's for sure,
From Kislev's heart, I'm never a bore,
With a toast and a hiccup, I sing this tune,
Under Kislev's moon, we'll dance 'til noon.
(Verse 3)
The world may spin, but I stand tall,
With a grin on my face, I'll never fall,
In the cold Kislev night, we're never blue,
With our drinks in hand, we'll make it through.
(Chorus)
I'm a merry drunk, that's for sure,
From Kislev's heart, I'm never a bore,
With a toast and a hiccup, I sing this tune,
Under Kislev's moon, we'll dance 'til noon.
(Verse 4)
So raise your glass, and join the fun,
In Kislev's arms, we're second to none,
We laugh, we stumble, we're a tipsy crew,
In this jolly land, there's never a blue.
(Chorus)
I'm a merry drunk, that's for sure,
From Kislev's heart, I'm never a bore,
With a toast and a hiccup, I sing this tune,
Under Kislev's moon, we'll dance 'til noon.
So let's all raise a glass and join the merriment,
for in Kislev, the spirits are high, and the laughter never ends!
(This verse is often added by those who know Aleksi)
In Kislev's frosty realm so wide,
Lived a warrior, Aleksi, bursting with pride,
And there was Olga, his dear old mum,
A harlot with stories that made heads go numb.
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