Two flowers
of the same colors,
white and white...
Two mortal things,
Two lovers
stand side by side.
Eight petals have them both
and four if to count apart,
Do you believe that Love
is hidden in their heart?
And do you see the light
that comes now from the bride?
She is so young,so virgin and so white
and it's the moment of her doom
when kissing by her groom.
May be a lovely day
they'll have,
or may be not...
This honey moon will stay
forever in their heart.
No,there's no time for them
to start it all anew,
They have the hours but few...
För lyckan de tackar Gud.
A clumsy,dirty foot
is stepping now on them,
destroying thus their World
in summer diadem.