*
Let us drink, my love, to love,
a glass of fine champagne
and put the bottoms up above,
it will not be in vain.
A rose will bloom up from our hearts,
its petals spread out wide,
promise we’ll never be apart,
always be at my side.
Like sparkling champagne glasses cling
we’ll always be together.
We’re happy lovers and we’ll sing
in spite of stormy weather!
*
weer erg mooi
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