May your heart be warm and happy
With the lilt of Irish laughter
Every day in every way
And forever and ever after.
There are only two kinds of people in the world,
The Irish, and those who wish they were.
May your pockets be heavy and your heart be light.
May good luck pursue you each morning and night.
May I see you gray
And combing your grandchildren's hair.
Wherever you go and whatever you do,
May the luck of the Irish be there with you.
May the hinges of our friendship never grow rusty.
A sunbeam to warm you, Good luck to charm you.
A Sheltering angel, So nothing can harm you,
Laughter to cheer you, Faithful friends near you,
And whenever you pray, Heaven to hear you.
May you be poor in misfortune,
Rich in blessings,
Slow to make enemies,
And quick to make friends.
But rich or poor, quick or slow,
May you know nothing but happiness
From this day forward.
