They say P, he’s not the marrying kind.
How little do they know about what’s on my mind!
How many times did I picture the picture.
Girl, your smile enriched my life and it gets richer!
I see my brothers going down on their knees,
To ask for the hand of the queen that they used to tease.
Now I wonder was that step easy to take?
‘Will you marry me?’ forming a bond, how hard is it to break?
I have my mistakes – my dear and so do you,
Worth considering or only the things we went through.
Are you ready to take this journey?
Or should we rather stay lonely?
I don’t know.
Can you feel my despair in my rhythms flow?
Draw me the picture of a wedding,
Tell me the joy a marriage might bring.
A wedding starts with two peoples promise.
A promise filled with devotion, horizon coloured endless.
A lovers vow to honour his bride every day.
A lovers vow to honour her in the same way,
Like our ancestors did when it was their turn,
To marry, start a family, their flames still enlighten and burn.
Our family’s strength – silent like an extinct volcano.
Our bonds strength – like lava, erupted inferno.
This new link in the family’s chain,
Brings harmony, is blessed and wasn’t in vain!
May God, the Merciful grant you two happiness,
Through every four seasons, colourful and endless.
During every spring – a fresh breeze, which lingers and stays.
During every summer – warmth like the sunshine’s sunny rays.
During every autumn – calm and colourful, like the orange leafs.
During every winter – comfort and peace – Follow Your Dreams.
Will you marry me?
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