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HEN a merry maiden marries, Sorrow goes and pleasure tarries;
 * Every sound becomes a song,
 * All is right and nothing's wrong!

From to-day and ever after Let your tears be tears of laughter—
 * Every sigh that finds a vent
 * Be a sigh of sweet content!

When you marry merry maiden, Then the air with love is laden;
 * Every flower is a rose,
 * Every goose becomes a swan,
 * Every kind of trouble goes
 * Where the last year's snows have gone!
 * Sunlight takes the place of shade
 * When you marry merry maid!