Tonight, a reckoning of stars, a wedding of our own design,
Where with our hands, we steal the freedom, once divine.
A lover's procession, swaying forth, let the rhythm ignite,
A lover's procession, swaying forth, bathed in the moon's light.
Through alleyways and bazaars, let the joyous tremors rise,
Through alleyways and bazaars, beneath the witnessing skies.
Sing, companions, dance, you wedding guests so near,
Sing, companions, dance, and cast away all fear.
A lover's procession, swaying forth, let the rhythm ignite,
Through alleyways and bazaars, bathed in the moon's light.
A lover's procession, swaying forth, let the rhythm ignite,
Through alleyways and bazaars, bathed in the moon's light.
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