Seven rounds,
Seven rounds
Around,
Around the sacred fire
With the sari and the dhoti
Of the bride and the groom
Tied with
In the presence of the priest
And the wedding guests
And the flower petals showered upon
The couple
So shy and joyful
Telling of the marriage arranged
In heaven,
The steps to be taken in life
Together with,
The bonds of love,
The bonds and binds of life.
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