Tekster:
Bryllups March

Mariage d?amour, mariage d?argent, j?ai vue se marier toutes sortes des gens: des gens de basse source et des grands de la terre, de pretendus coiffeurs

Mariage d'amour, mariage d'argent J'ai vu se marier toutes sortes de gens Des gens de basse source et des grands de la terre Des pretendus coiffeurs,

My good friend is a half-breed, a mut all jokes aside He picked a neighbor?s roses and for that they?ll have his hide The got him in a jail cell and

: One dance whose steps I never could learn It?s called the wedding march The grace that it takes, the grace you deserve, Require a lighter touch I know