There was a picture house where Mamgu and Dadcu first met ,
beside a swirling brook ,
Where an ice cream girl met a charming man with a smile
at the interval of the days picture show  

In a time gone by with no internet , snap chat or Twitter .
Just polite conversation ,
Just a peck upon a cheek ,
And all that's left is  a bridge underneath waters still roll ,
a quiet stream ,
Where waters flow  beside green pastures and hills .
And a chapel not far away where Mamgu and Dadcu where
Married ,where  my Mother and Farther tied their knot fifty seven years ago .
And it all began with a smile and an ice cream in the Capital
Picture show ,so many years ago .  .