Let the Bacchan*lia commence,
Awakening every sense.
Run in the nude,
Taste delicious food,
Then comes the dance,
Go into a trance.
Enter the profane revelry,
Submit to gastronomy.
No chance to stop,
Feast until you drop,
No other choice,
Till d**h we rejoice.
Join the Terroir Squad! All right!
Enlist in the troops of Beelzebub, the demon of gluttony,
Like a legion of hungry satyrs, in an enormous orgy...
Live through hedonistic pleasure,
To eat and drink is culture.
Meat, wine and cheese,
Primal recipes,
Bite hard and chew,
Cook and start anew.
Join the Terroir Squad! All right!
Join the Terroir Squad!