queen of Changelings: This hari is going to be perfect, the kind of hari of which I've dreamed since I was small, everypony will gather round, say I look lovely in my gown, what they don't know is that I have fooled them all!
Princess Cadence: This hari was going to be perfect, the kind of hari of which I've dreamed since I was small, but instead of having cake, with all my friends to celebrate, my wedding bells, they may not ring for me at all!
queen of Changelings: I could care less about the dress, I won't partake in any cake! Vows? Well, I'll be lying when I say, that through any kind of weather, I'll want us to be together, the truth is I don't care for him at all! No, I do not cinta the groom, in my heart, there is no room! But I still want him to be all mine!
Princess Cadence: Must escape before it's too late, find a way to save the day! Hope? I'd be lying if I say, that I don't fear that I may lose him, to one who wants to use him, not care for him, cinta and cherish him each day! For I oh-so cinta the groom, all my thoughts, he does consume, Oh, Shining Armor, I'll be there very soon!
(A bit of a musical break)
queen of Changelings: Finally the moment has arrived, for me, to be, one lucky bride!
Princess Cadence: Oh, the wedding, we won't make! He'll end up marrying a fake! Shining Armor will be--
queen of Changelings: Mine! All mine! Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Princess Cadence: This hari was going to be perfect, the kind of hari of which I've dreamed since I was small, but instead of having cake, with all my friends to celebrate, my wedding bells, they may not ring for me at all!
queen of Changelings: I could care less about the dress, I won't partake in any cake! Vows? Well, I'll be lying when I say, that through any kind of weather, I'll want us to be together, the truth is I don't care for him at all! No, I do not cinta the groom, in my heart, there is no room! But I still want him to be all mine!
Princess Cadence: Must escape before it's too late, find a way to save the day! Hope? I'd be lying if I say, that I don't fear that I may lose him, to one who wants to use him, not care for him, cinta and cherish him each day! For I oh-so cinta the groom, all my thoughts, he does consume, Oh, Shining Armor, I'll be there very soon!
(A bit of a musical break)
queen of Changelings: Finally the moment has arrived, for me, to be, one lucky bride!
Princess Cadence: Oh, the wedding, we won't make! He'll end up marrying a fake! Shining Armor will be--
queen of Changelings: Mine! All mine! Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
