You’re young and with your friends,
and every time you see a pretty boy,
you laugh and dream up fantasies
who might be so fortunate to marry him.
You’re fragile and sensitive, shy,
but in front of your friends
you’re trying to pretend the opposite.
Every time you’re with them
and you see a pretty girl you’re ready to say
that she doesn’t interest you.
But your heart
knows that you’re lying.
One night, at the cinema’s exit a passing glance,
you don’t know each other
but it’s love right away.
Hand in hand you spend your youth together
still hand in hand you promise each other
before God to love and to honor each other
for all the days of your life. Spouses.
Hand in hand you raise your children, through joy and hardship,
but always in love. Spouses.
Hand in hand you dote on your grandchildren;
life continues. Spouses.
Hand in hand you close your eyes together for the last time,
upon opening them again before the Creator.
Hand in hand… Spouses!