Thy hand cant offer a precious stone,
nor give us a land to call our own,
on this table delish food haven't shown.
Life full of joy and love is what have known.
I wrote you my vows and gave thee my life.
With thy promise, "together we will fight";
"even if every hope seems out of sight".
Take my hand and life as we hold on tight.
I love thee not for the things you can give,
or the life that you promised us to live.
Whenever I need thee, you never leave,
and the love that we have learned not to cleave.
Under the dripping roof we built a...