Wedding Prayer and Meditation

Soft as a breath, tender as a song, fearful as the shadow, and yet as faithful. Poor little love, which I rejected hard, which I often angrily rejected during the day, Are you now standing at night, standing in front of my door, calling with a sweet voice until I open? Poor little love, you have triumphed after all, that my soul lies quietly at your feet.

My heart is like the dark night when all the treetops are rustling. Then the moon gently rises in full splendor from clouds. And see, the forest falls silent in deep listening. You are the moon, the bright moon. Out of your fullness of love Take a look at Heaven's Rest. And behold, this impetuous heart is stilled.

Master of Ceremonies for your Wedding Celebration

This child does not have your eyes, beloved! Your eyes are blue and happy and bright, and mine are brown and hot and blazing. But the child's eyes are black as velvet, like the night, so deep and mild. Beloved, who has the child from? The mother looks into her lap and laughs and whispers mischievously.

That's how it was, that's how I saw your eyes, beloved, in the twilight of the night. There must be something wonderful about the lives of two souls? Close each other completely, never hide a word. And to bear joy and sorrow and happiness and misery together, from the first kiss to death, only to say love. When the first violets bloom, rose season is not far off. girl's cheeks glow rosy, a beloved star strikes her. If the mouth doesn't fail at the cliffs of gaze, too bitter sorrow, then it's not too far from the eyes to the lips.