In the depths of night's embrace, A revelry ignites its blaze. "Make way," they cry, "the show unfolds," Where courage and abandon mold. Fearless, I dance with no shame, A whisper dances on the name: "Again the madman strides the floor," As laughter spills and spirits soar. I come alive with eager flair, With style and zeal beyond compare, Yet gently, now, don’t hold me tight, For swaying tips the head with light. My mind rings wild, a thirst to quell, One sip to soothe this ringing bell. [Chorus] I’m drunk as night! I’m drunk as night! The crowd claps on, I slip from sight. The guard who knows me shakes his head, "Boss, once more on wine you're led?" A wave, a stumble, halls I roam, Walls my anchor, voice my home. Seek me out beneath the table, Where I dream, content, and able. Don't scold me, love—just hold your tongue, For till the last drop I am my own king sung. Immutable in wine's embrace, I ride the night with endless grace.