400 år är det sedan Shakespeare gick i i det eviga. Vi uppmärksammar dagen med att återge slutet av författarens verk trettondagsafton” närmare bestämt narrens visa eller som den väl heter på originalspråket Festes´song. Sången finns översatt till svenska men har aldrig spelats in på skiva.

When that I was and a little tiny boy,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,

A foolish thing was but a toy,
For the rain it raineth every day.

But when I came to man’s estate,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,

‘Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate,
For the rain, it raineth every day.

But when I came, alas! to wive,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,

By swaggering could I never thrive,
For the rain, it raineth every day.

But when I came unto my beds,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,

With sailors still had drunken heads,
For the rain, it raineth every day.

A great while ago the world begun,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain.

But that’s all one, our play is done,
And we’ll strive to please you every day