Marry Gus and Celia They found a golden stone They keep it in their hands and Hide it under our souls To keep us warm
They promised to the waters They promised to the fall That they would breath as one And whisper to us all Their joy
Oh! they exchanged their hearts in the dark In the womb they called for a song For a joyful kiss
Marry Gus and Celia With a golden choir Singing out their names and Burning like a fire, to make us cry
Cause tears of tigers sooth us Shimmering in the night They reach us with a smile and Carry us with a sigh To make us cry for joy
Oh! they exchanged their hearts in the dark In the womb they called for a son In the womb they called for a son In the womb they called for a son In the womb they called for a son For a joyful kiss