The evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars
Now the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery
Love, like a mountain-wind upon an oak, falling upon me, shakes me leaf and bough.
I would not think to touch the sky with two arms
All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.
Builders, raise the ceiling high, Raise the dome into the sky, Hear the wedding song! For the happy groom is near, Tall as Mars, and statelier, Hear the wedding song!