The King, the Groom, has arrived, the wedding party nears,
The King, the Groom, has arrived, the wedding party nears.
Royal procession, adorned with treasures of state,
Royal procession, adorned with treasures of state,
What offerings they bring, what fate they now ensnare?
The King, the Groom, has arrived, the wedding party nears,
The King, the Groom, has arrived, the wedding party nears.
Who walks amongst the wedding throng, in this procession grand?
A soldier's stern gaze, a magistrate's command.
What use the soldier, what power the law?
Only the guilty tremble, in fearful awe.
The brother-in-law, a bandit, stole his sister's heart,
She, day and night, chanted his name, a sacred art.
The veil will lift, a lightning flash descends,
The veil will lift, a lightning flash descends,
The first night's shock, all reason transcends.
The King, the Groom, has arrived, the wedding party nears,
The King, the Groom, has arrived, the wedding party nears.
The city's call, the wedding guests appear,
The bride's soft smile, conquering all fear.
Let chaos erupt, let fireworks ignite,
When husband and wife agree, what power has right?
Little ones, embrace the chains, freedom's loss,
If you understand, it's a life's hard cross.
Bound and entwined, tightly they hold,
Bound and entwined, tightly they hold,
Today a spectacle, their tale unfolds.
We, in this moment, a blessing we sing,
We'll sing our blessing, and sweets we will bring.
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