Oh, pour the glass, let laughter rise, The moon is bright in velvet skies! Let music twirl and dancers spin, Tonight we drink, let joy begin!
No sorrow's weight, no bitter sigh, For every cup, let spirits fly! A lover's glance, a playful cheer, The gods delight when wine is near!
So drink, so sing, and chase the stars, No time for chains, no wounds, no scars. Let Bacchus smile, the night be long, For bliss is found in love and song!
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