One Hand, One Heart West Side Story (Leonard Berstein)

I, Anton, take thee, María

I, María, take thee, Anton

For richer, for poorer

In sickness, and in health

To love, and to honor

To hold, and to keep

From each sun, to each moon

From tomorrow, to tomorrow

From now, to forever

'Til death do us part

With this ring, I thee wed

With this ring, I thee wed

Make of our hands one hand

Make of our hearts one heart

Make of our vows one last vow:

Only death will part us now

Make of our lives one life

Day after day, one life

Now it begins, now we start

One hand, one heart

(Even) death won't part us now