[San Toy:]
Vain was the fond
Endeavour
Love and its bond
To sever!
Dangers are done,
Soon will the sun
Shine on us one
For ever!
[Chorus:]
Fair be your lot, San Toy, oh!
Now you are not a boy, oh!
And when you are
Dwelling afar,
Yours be a star
Of joy, oh!
Of joy, oh!
Then here's to the Emperor's Own,
Imposing and splendid,
Who guard the Imperial throne
From treason intended!
And here's to the various pairs
Whose fortunes are blended,
May honour and riches be theirs,
And life never ended!
Love, hope and joy,
And many days to our San Toy!