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Silvery bells are chiming on the avenue, They gaily
(George) Beautiful days of happiness I promise you, When you be-

seem to say: "I't someone's wedding day."
come for life my own beloved wife:

Silvery clouds are sailing in the sky so blue, In sunshine
(Ruby) Beautiful dreams of rare delight are coming true, Romance is