Satisfied

A toast to the groom, to the bride, from your sister (Angelica) who is always by your side.

To the union (to the revolution!), and the hope that you provide,

May you always be satisfied.

I remember that night I might just regret that night for the rest of my days.

I remember those soldier boys trippin' over themselves just to win our praise.

I remember that dream-like candlelight, like a dream that I can't quite place.

But Alexander, I'll never forget the first time I saw your face.