In the bower, so, you came,
so, you came as lightly as air,
so, you came with a spring in your step,
yes, upon the day to your marriage,
where I could have been,
but my dear, we were like wood to a flame,
and we were not to be together for long,
to such eternal shame,
yes, we were not meant to be together for long,
for you were wonderful,
but we had our differences,
and we were not the same,
and yet time, has passed so quickly,
and here I am enchanted by you again,
but in a more distant way,
and I,
I am glad,
glad that you have found peace,
and someone with which you have more in common,
and I will be happy for you I truly will,
truly happy, when you take his name.
