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