The clock strikes twelve.

My heart inflates with happiness and joy.

Let all the sorrows, miseries, and pain be destroyed, by the arms of the clock,

Which comes in your way.

And, let there be downpour of—happiness, hope, healthiness—in the coming days.

Let the time change, but you be same.

Let the world worry, but you smile and be new.

My dear friend, many many happy returns of the day to you!

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