Today is Riana's day!

How happens it that thou art sad,
While happy all appear?
Thine eye proclaims too well that thou
Hast wept full many a tear.

Thy happy friends invite thee now,
Oh come, then, to our breast!
And let the loss thou hast sustain'd
Be there to us confess'd!

If so it is, arise in haste!
Thou'rt young and full of life.
At years like thine, man's blest with strength.
And courage for the strife.

And I with rapture upward gaze,
On many a blissful day;
Then let me pass the night in tears,
Till your tears are wip'd away!

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Happy Day, Riana!