Your Wedding Celebrant – Schloss Meggenhorn – It’s sweet with you. Zage clocks strike as if from distant days!
Your wedding orator at Meggenhorn Castle in Lucerne: Zen Master Father Reding will guide you through the wedding celebration with dignity according to your wishes.
Location: Castle Meggenhorn
Meditation and Wedding Prayer
Why are you crying, are you crying, poor heart? Why are you crying so much in the night your love pain eats up more than usual at night? Look outside. The light of the sun, the blue canopy of heaven, the driving force that breaks through the branches, how everything is well ordered! Look outside, the neighbor is putting up flower sticks. Soon they will strike - how long has it been? The flower eyes open!
Look outside and fear nothing, become good and young again! And under the ray of heavenly light fly up with lark wings! Then another golden day will be bestowed on you by fate, with rose blooms and blackbird strikes. A day worth living. And what the night whispers into your anxious heart on pillows becomes easy to swing and gently carries you through clouds towards the sun!
Your Wedding at Castle Meggenhorn
With you it is daring. Zage clocks strike as if from distant days. Come say something love to me, just don't say it out loud. A goal goes somewhere out there in the blossoming. The evening listens to the panes. Let's keep quiet, nobody knows us like that. I can't love you and I can't hate you, Can't hold you and I can't let you. Oh tell me, how do I solve the bitter quarrel? And alas, what tore my innermost heart.
I can't bear it - and wouldn't want to miss the tormentingly tempting, blissful suffering. Cannot hate you and must not love you, so it is written in the book of fortunes. O painful struggle that divides my heart! I can't let you go and I'm not allowed to hold you, that's how the forces of the eternal stars want it. Oh tell me, how do I solve the bitter quarrel?
In vain in lonely nights and days. I'll forever renew it, the most difficult of questions, and nourish the tormenting, blissful sorrow. I can't love you and I can't hate you, I can't hold you and I can't let you. Oh tell me, how do I solve the bitter quarrel?