The Ring - Christine Guldbrandsen

Have you heard the half-moon sing:

When will the full moon bring

My longing to an end

Now we make the simple sign

When I take your hands in mine

Like the moon, full and round

Like a ring

I felt the same as you

Incomplete

In my soul I longed for the person

Who would make me whole

We share our every thought

We share every thing

Together in our love

In the symbol of the ring

Have you heard the winter sing:

When will the coming spring

Renew another year

Now we make the simple sign

When I take your hands in mine

Like the year full and round

Like a ring