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For a couple of weeks, we thought we had accidentally planned our wedding on the night of a lunar eclipse.

Turns out the eclipse was the night before the wedding [you know, when they say 4am on April 15th, they mean the night of the 14th to 15th, not the night of the 15th to 16th!! silly us]

But I’d already started looking at what lunar eclipses were all about, and stumbled across a couple blog post which talked about the spirituality of eclipses and possible communing with ancestors, like this one by Gypsy Moon.

I don’t necessarily believe in this type of astrology, but I liked the idea of being able to commune with my late father, whom unfortunately would, obviously, not be attending my wedding, and whose void made me nostalgic.

So I decided (while still under the impression that the eclipse was on the wedding night) to light up sparklers at the sound of midnight, when the eclipse was supposed to start.

Well the night before the wedding, we figured out we were a day off!!

“But who cares!” I thought “I don’t need an eclipse, we’re lighting up the sparklers anyway!!”

So we did, but much before midnight!

Thanks to Kendal who caught it on tape, we managed to grab this very eerily special moment on camera!

Take a look for yourself:

Now, For those who are not familiar with the song, here are the lyrics of the original Domenico Modugno 1958 version (translated from Italian)

I think such a dream does not come back ever again.
I painted my face and hands blue,
Then I was suddenly taken by the wind,
And I started to fly into the infinite sky.

Flying, oh, oh!
Singing, oh, oh, oh, oh!
In blue, painted in blue.
Happy to be up there.
And I flew, flew happily, higher than the sun, and higher still.
As the world slowly, gently, disappeared far out there,
A soft music was playing, just for me.

But all dreams
Vanish at dawn because,
When the moon sets,
It brings them with it,
But I keep dreaming,
Of your beautiful eyes,
Which are blue like a sky,
Dotted with stars.

Flying, oh, oh!
Singing, oh, oh, oh, oh!
In blue, painted in blue.
Happy to be up there.
And I flew, flew happily, higher than the sun, and higher still.
As the world slowly, gently, disappeared far out there,
Your blue eyes, you voice is the music,
That sounds sweet to me.

Flying, oh, oh!
Singing, oh, oh, oh, oh!
In the blue of your blue eyes,
Happy to be down here,
In the blue of your blue eyes,
Happy to be down here,
With you ..

Alas, my eyes aren’t blue :)