I take you as my bride
Before God and the green meadows
To mornings filled with fog
To sleeping sidewalks
To cool summer evenings
To a great fire always lit
To the yellow autumn leaves
To the wind that has no rest
To the white moon lady
To the quiet evening sea
I take you as my bride
In front of the mimosa fields
To the white clothes of snow
To the roofs of old houses
To a clear and serene sky
To the strange sun of sunsets
I take you as my bride
Before God

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