The bride wearing the veil walks away
The evening star peeps
Her face is full of smiles
Heart becomes passionate by looking at her.

In the house by lighting the evening lamp
Covered with her fringe
Her bashful and timid glance woke up trembling
However, the hand is extended.

What a line on the silent face
Nobody understood
She is tired of the illusion of home
At the same time incineration in the heart.