The First Lady cannot hide her emotions, bursts into tears after the touching performance in the church (Video)

The First Lady cannot hide her emotions, bursts into tears after the touching performance in the church (Video)

The First Lady, Melania Trump, could not hide her emotions while she was present at the morning prayers in the church, where she was filmed crying just one day after the inauguration of her husband Donald Trump.

The agenda of the Trump couple was very busy on Friday, after they visited the new home – the White House, participated in the inauguration of Donald and then parades and balls followed, reports the Telegraph.

But it seems that these many activities did not tire the presidential family, as on Saturday morning they participated in morning prayers, together with Vice President Pence and his wife.

After all these events, it seems that the emotions had captured Melania at one point and thus she could not stop the tears.

She started crying when Marlana Van Huz started singing. Marlana is blind, but her performance was very moving.

While Donald was watching the performance, Melania burst into tears. /Telegraph/

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6dDfynYorec

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