What fortune may heaven grant me
This night?
A splendour of joy and fun?
How fortunate I am that such
Beauty crossed my sight.
Do we dance to the music of an
Angels choir?
A mutual desire burning as the sun,
Some they say love only half, but
You I love as whole.
Bring me a gallant steed, so I might
Be your shining knight.
If this be my final hour,
I am favoured with you as my
Final sight.
