May you have many friends
and may they be as mature
in taste and health and color
and as sought after
as the contents of this glass.
May you have warm words on a cold evening,
a full moon on a dark night,
and the road downhill all the way to your door.
May every hair on your head turn into a candle
to light your way to heaven.
And may God and his Holy Mother
take the harm of the years away from you.
And...may you have no frost on your spuds,
no worms on your cabbage,
May your goat give you plenty of milk,
and if you should buy a donkey,
Please, God, she be pregnant.
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