I was to be a wife, there was to be a wedding
Along with a wedding party
I've already invited the guests, a band from my hometown
Was to play there a polka for two
Our mothers have already blessed us
There was a priest appointed, they've brought me
A bouquet of white roses
The vail on my head, the church's bursting at its seams
My grandma in tears, sobbing quietly
The organist's giving a sign, and he is not there
The lonely wedding dress glistens in the wardrobe
No one will wear it ever again
It won't find out why it went that way
Instead of "yes" he said "no"
I've ordered a beautiful weather for that day
And it was raining again anyway
No one has seen my tears, when you were saying that
You would never fall in love with me, for better for worse
If one has not died because of love they do not know how to live
My heart, once broken, today loves with greater power
If one has not died because of love they do not know how to live
My heart, once broken, today loves with greater power