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!

Someone, I tell you, in another time will remember us

Stand and face me, my love,and scatter the grace in your eyes.

I would not think to touch the sky with two arms

Beauty endures only for as long as it can be seen; goodness, beautiful today, will remain so tomorrow.

What cannot be said will be wept.

I do not know what to do, my mind's in two.