7 Dicembre
Focolares
December 7th
A girl in love with love
Bowed down there on a gentle whisper of words
She watches through the night
And outside the city sleeps
And outside a world that doesn’t know
A girl up early in the morning
Dressed in her finest for the party
And outside the storm
With every step it gets tougher,
But inside it’s springtime
The door opens by itself
Welcoming church, a visit long awaited
Here it brings everything here
A girl in love with love
Bowed down there on a bench in front of that altar
Noticing the step
On the missal now a tear reflects
And how many things it takes away
Bridges and beautiful things collapse behind
Here it starts again here
She goes, heading home
And it turns into a run, passing through the city
Here it begins here
A girl in love with love
With three beautiful colored carnations
A gift perhaps expected
You were the groom, you were the groom
