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I will not get tired of thanking the fate,

And won’t find out, why I am given this gift

To be with you, to love you and elate

And to live with the memory that flies so swift.

The years go by so lightly,

And you become even more loved,

My hand is in your hand so tightly,

And no other variant to come.

To spite adversities and years

Each other we will gift the warm,

If something happens, I, my dear,

Will give you my inflaming heart.