Meditation and Wedding Prayer

You want it, so be the oath renewed, forget what divides us. Our love intimacy is too high and highly protested! But something from the safe port once steered us to the high seas full of sorrow. That was the time, my child, the time! That was a keen collection of phrases to pick up the faith in us in the eternity of feeling. And yet, after a few years of quarreling, like a stammer from a child's mouth, exuberance appeared, time did it, my child, time!

The fleetingness of the years can transform us in body and soul, eh, if we still kept it in the old way. Your tears would never stand far, you only wrinkle your forehead and the trace of them spreads. Time did it, my child, time! Not to be reinterpreted, not to be broken. In this conflict of life there is only one promise, there is only one holy oath. Promise leniency to all weaknesses and swear mercy to all suffering, it hits at the moment, at all times!

Oh, don't swear, don't ask for an oath. Don't wrap the loveliness of the moment with mourning tresses. Oh, do not force yourself to listen to that soft step in anxious sorrow. With which draws near and divides us. As once, the time, my child, the time!

Getting Married in Italy - Your Wedding

Korinne swore to forget me. And yet she cannot forget me. Wherever she sees me and where she can, she starts to slander me. But why is she doing this? why is it heating up? I bet she still loves me. I swore to forget Korinnen. And yet I cannot forget her. Wherever I see her and where I can, I start to apologize. But why am I doing this? and why am I never silent? I bet I still love her.