if women were fated to put a ring on her man's finger, this would be what I'll utter.
LET ME
Oh my dear lad, my only devotion
Share me your life for the rest with so much affection
I want you to be the man I'll come home for
The man I'd call, the one I'll hold through every undying sore
Take my hand on the altar as I'll cry
Yours will be what I'll breathe 'til the moment I die
My vow may not be a perfect life, a golden roof nor a castle of grandeurs
For an oath would be to breed your happy days, your bourn home and an abode of little you's
Will you marry me?
I promise that ours won't last even in another story
I'll form each of our days ecstatic that you won't forget
Say yes, and I swear your word is a sound you won't regret
Let my hand put this ring on your finger
From that moment, I'll cherish more of you and let every second be our forever
For everyday, you'll make me smile and I'll make you happy
Together – we'll reach the sky and partake each other's eternity
Will you share the rest with a girl like me?
I won't hurt you like the other women who just want to be called your lady
I wouldn't break you with my own heart
I am willing to form you with my every part
I know the seas we'll sail may wave our ships
The sky we'll fly may break our wings
The road we'll ride may hole our tires
But as long as our hands kept as one, we'll live with fire
Yet you're just looking down at me with empty holes
You came close and every move of your head broke my hopes
You pulled the ring out its box, saying, "Let me dress you the ring of our beginning
Let my fingers wipe your tears until they thin
Let me build a golden castle for our kids and you
Let me marry you with all my wilt and hue — let me."
