when i'll meet my man,
I'll be in the big perfumed hall,
covered with floral decorations,
and filled with the blessings,
surrounded by the sound of people
and the giggles of Church bells...
where i'll hold his hand tight
and would look right into his eyes
with dreams of love,
when he'll slips the ring in my finger and hold me close...
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