EMILIE

My glass of wine is filled with bubbles

and they sparkle in my hand

I’ll raise this glass of Champagne to you

and I hope you’ll understand

I hope you’ll understand

I’ll shed a shallow tear as I grow older

I’ll shed a heavy tear cos you do not

Oh Emilie, this Champagne knew you

like I will not, like I will not

Sleep long, sleep deep sweet Emilie

I’ll miss you all the same

Lay your head on heaven’s pillow

and I’ll raise my glass of Champagne

My glass of Champagne

I’ll never see you again

Oh Emilie, my friend