The first time I met you
We were only too young,
Too young to imagine this moment of blue,
Too young to realize the preciousness of two

I recall back the wonderful times
The blocks of memories that build up my youth;
Our voices were the fine chimes
Our laughs were the priceless dimes

Now together we stand,
In the middle of the crowds,
Under the hall that seems far too grand,
With bouquets of flowers in our hand

Full of glee and delight,
We face each other with the most dazzling smile,
And say,

“Goodbye.”