Standing in front of family,
Declaring my love, risking my neck,
The notes are not my language,
The words are mine, but translated.
I hope the meaning follows my thoughts,
Avoiding being funny, avoiding difficult sentences,
Does that make me a fool?, or uneducated?
It adds tension inside me, the volcano is near eruption.
I had made my speech and asked, now there is silence,
Oh Jesus, I am a fool, training was not enough?
Then a tear in your sister's eye,
A smile on your parents face, I heard a yes, echoing.
The rest is only a blur living in me forever,
I remember only this word "Ano",
Now I am longing to hear it once more,
Setting the final dot, giving the last lovely vow.
