The hours go again from the beginning,
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You will remember everything you dreamed about:
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About a white dress and about his Prince.
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About how your mother scolded you,
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And waited in the yard.
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Years have passed, and you, as before, together.
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Chorus:
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Bride, bride! |
Delicate and lovely!
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She, as you know, is the bride today,
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And tomorrow, someone's wife!
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Bride, bride! |
Bride and groom -
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As if from childhood they shout: “Tili-dough!”,
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Girlfriends and even friends.
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And now, today, in a white dress -
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You and the Prince will become the Queen!
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And loudly "Bitter!" |
guests will scream.
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Mom steals away a tear
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To the sound of filled glasses
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And you, with happiness, will smile again.
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Bride, bride...
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Chorus:
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Bride, bride! |
Delicate and lovely!
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She, as you know, is the bride today,
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And tomorrow, someone's wife!
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Bride, bride! |
Bride and groom -
|
As if from childhood they shout: “Tili-dough!”,
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Girlfriends and even friends.
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Bride, bride!
|
Bride, bride! |
Delicate and lovely!
|
She, as you know, is the bride today,
|
And tomorrow, someone's wife!
|
Bride, bride! |
Bride and groom -
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As if from childhood they shout: “Tili-dough!”,
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Girlfriends and even friends: Bride, bride! |