Lucky the man who someday claims your heart
And with you spends his each and every day
If time and chance be changed by some lost art
I would that I could have lived life that way
Yet your happiness as much mine as yours
For happy I am for you in all things
That bring you joy, for deeply in me stored
Is the wish joy be all life to you brings
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