May the road rise up to meet you,
May the wind be ever at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face
and the rain fall softly on your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the hollow of his hand.
Whether I be far or near, may I hear only good news of you all.
A sunbeam to warm you,
A moonbeam to charm you,
A sheltering angel, so nothing can harm you.
May you have warm words on a cool evening, a full moon on a dark night, and the road downhill all the way to your door.
May your pockets be heavy and your heart be light,
May good luck pursue you each morning and night.
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