To you my friends, I raise this glass

of love, good will and cheer.

For, may we meet again, for laughs,

at this same place next year.

Fear not the passing on my friends,

should you, not then, appear.

For, we will fill a glass for you

at your setting every year.

For, if you show in spite of death,

to raise a glass for cheer,

well my good friends, I say to you,

“you won’t catch me here, next year!”