May you have the hindsight to know where you've been,
the foresight to know where you're going,
and the insight to know when you've gone too far.

May the saints protect you,
And sorrow neglect you,
And bad luck to the one
That doesn't respect you.

May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back,
The sun shine warm upon your face,
The rain fall softly upon your fields,
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the hollow of His hand.