那天男子垂下眼帘,默了片刻,启唇低声道出: “With this hand, I will lift your sorrows. (用这只手,我将为你驱走不幸。) Your cup will never be empty, For I will be your wine. (你的杯将永不干涸,因为我将是你幸福的源泉。) With this candle, I will light your way in darkness. (用这蜡烛,我将为你在黑暗中引路。) With this ring, I ask you to be mine.” (用这戒指,我要你成为我的妻子。)