The day of your wedding, the bells are going to ring. You have to turn the page, forget the past. Your life as a boy is over, the good time is over. You have to go home where your wife is waiting for you. The day of your wedding, you think about all this. To the not very wise girl who was in your arms. By putting your shoes on, they hurt your feet. You hesitate to answer yes, you are no longer in a hurry. It's the love of your life, you shout it on the roofs. Of course she is pretty, the others remember you. Don't take your life, and you think now. That life is long, that life is long, that life is a long time. The day of your wedding, the bells are going to ring. She will open the cage, you will be a prisoner. After all, you don't know her well, will she take advantage of it? To take you after the ball, by the tip of your nose. Of course she is so beautiful, but suddenly you understand. That her mother was beautiful, she too at 20 years old. So all your life, you think now. That life is long, that life is long, that life is a long time. The bells are ringing, and you are not up. But we forgive you, it happened to us. We know that all husbands are lost in their thoughts. Arriving at the town hall, they are always the last. Your life as a boy is over, the good time is over. You have to go home, or your wife is waiting for you. Or your wife is waiting for you. Or your wife is waiting for you.