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Silver lotus, jaguar, caviar and rice You’ve played upon the beaches, opened every door With feet that moved softly to waltz on this dance floor And show the world the truth of love and trust and spice The families sit with pride, the chosen take their places The saris and the suits are made, sealed by wax stamps And we flew, we drove, we unite under these lamps The celebrate the glowing, proud and loving faces Sacred vows, ancient vows, words of ritual The union: two into one, as old as the stars And whether by foot or by carriage or by cars It’s not the journey but the bonding that sounds the call Far all to see, the divisions blow upon the breeze You are one and the universe is greatly pleased |