Salute e vita

Raise your glasses high, and share with me in my joys and grievings
 I toast to the mountains and valleys, to the future and the days gone by
 I invite you in with good humour and levity
 All I have is yours and I pray that you drink deeply
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 My cup has been emptied
 So I may see, see what it tastes like to be free
 'Cause for so long this glass, this glass has owned me
 Focused on the chalice rather than what it contained
 So I gave all of worth to the needy and the rest to the sea
 Then I looked around at all of the beautiful things that I had gained
 That I had gained
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 What can a glass speak of its contents
 And can it boast at its filling?
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 What else could it do but mutter a quiet thanks?
 So it is that I look forward to my spilling's
 For I am sure that such times are the only thing steadying my hands from their violent shaking
 So with gladness in my heart and hope in my eyes
 I drink to my fill of your celebration wine
 And as I pour glass after glass
 I'll lift it high
 I'll lift it high
 I'll lift it high
 I'll lift it high
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 And as I pour glass after glass
 I'll lift it high
 And give a hearty toast to life