Though the winter bears down upon us
And the wind chills us to the bone
And the barren fields offer only dust
Despite all the seeds we've sewn

Though the wind slices through the cracked walls
Of the shanty we call our home
Let us raise up our glasses to all
The joy we knew long ago

Here's to Love, and Laughter
Like children at the seaside
May we be young at heart again

Here's to Peace, and Happiness
Every day of our lives
And to broken hearts on the mend
And to friendships that never end

So the floods came to drown our livestock
And the drought came to wither the grain
And the famine continues to rage on
And our children know nothing but pain

Any hope we once had now seems lost
Swept away with the wind and the rain
So let us raise up our glasses at all cost
To intone this, the final refrain