[SARAH, spoken]
The man I love will not be a gambler

[ARVIDE, spoken]
But if you love him enough—

[SARAH, spoken]
He will not be a gambler

[ARVIDE, spoken]
Sarah, dear, I have always taken care of you
All I want is for you to be happy

[ARVIDE]
Velvet I can wish you
For the collar of your coat
And fortune smiling all along your way
But more I cannot wish you
Than to wish you find your love
Your own true love, this day

Mansions I can wish you
Seven footmen all in red
And calling cards upon a silver tray
But more I cannot wish you
Than to wish you find your love
Your own true love, this day
Standing there
Gazing at you
Full of the bloom of youth
Standing there
Gazing at you
With a sheep's eye
And a lickerish tooth

Music I can wish you
Merry music while you're young
And wisdom whеn your hair has turned to gray
But more I cannot wish you
Than to wish you find your love
Your own truе love this day
With a sheep's eye
And the lickerish tooth
And the strong arms to carry you away