LYRICS

The most fortunate for me that day
as you favorite here with me.
soft words to utter,
two of you to be merry.

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Hey, krachmaryu - Open,
glasses filled!
roaring fire in our hearts
wine with light.

How fast time flies,
how will forget these days?
but the years fly, fly,
memories in your head spin.

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Ah, ye, crazy younger years,
many taken from our lives.
toast with you to pick me
that love.

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