October Ale (Дозорный Отряд)

October Ale, 'tis brewed when summer's done,
From hops'n'yeast an' barley fine,
With just a pinch of dandelion,
A smidgeon of good honey, a taste of elderflower,
An' don't forget the old wild oat
Culled at the dawn's first hour.

We puts it up in casks of oak,
All seasoned well with maple smoke,
Then lays it in cool cellars deep,
Ten seasons long to sleep.

October Ale, no drink so good'n'cheery
In winter by the fireside bright
To warm your paws the whole long night,
Or after autumn harvesting, to rest an' take your ease.
Just sip a tankard nice'n'slow.
With crusty bread an' cheese.

'Tis wholesome full an' hearty
For any feast or party.
We'd tramp o'er forest hill an' dale
For good October Ale!