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The Wedding |
'Schlage doch, gewünschte Stunde.....'
I'm dancing with your brother under the trees
round and round in time to the church bells ringing
my white dress whirling in time
to the ringing the clanging the singing
the long-desired hour come round at last
You're leaning up against a tree
watching me
your neat arms folded across your chest
your eyes smiling
your hour come round at last
I love him so much, I say to your brother
I love him so much, so much
Beer and cider and buckets of best champagne
tables groaning under weighty german food
Everyone's singing everyone's smiling
everyone's eating and drinking and dancing
and clapping their hands and shouting for joy
I love him so much, I say to them all
A Queen in white satin
I take off my shoes and the grass
prickles my feet makes me laugh
We kiss and somebody
takes our photograph
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Grace
Andreacchi |
