Jacques Brel - Bachelor's Dance lyrics

The girl that I will marry Will have a heart so wise That in the hollow of her eye's My heart will want to tarry The girl who will be mine Will have skin so soft and tender And when it comes December Her skin will be my wine And me I'll love her so And she, she will love me And our hearts burning slow For at least a century Through the window of life We will go as girl and boy To become man and wife To become one with joy No, it isn't you The girl that I will marry No, it isn't you The girl who'll marry me The girl that I will love Will have a house of grace All painted white, and there my soul Will find it's hiding place The girl that I will love Will do her vigil keeping And late at night she'll tell me of The children that are sleeping And me, I'll love her so And she, she will love me We'll make a present of our love To us and destiny And we will take the sun To dress our love in gold For soon our youth is gone For soon we must grow old No, it isn't you The girl that I will love No, it isn't you The girl that will love me The girl that I will marry Will age with happiness For she will have a fireplace And all my tenderness The girl that I will marry Will age without a fear And like the wine grow mellower With every pa**ing year And me, I'll love her so And she, she will love me And we will write a song For all the joys that used to be And when we leave this earth Our eyes still filled with love We'll send a flower down to hell And up to heaven above Ah, won't she come to me The girl that I will marry Who will she be The girl who'll marry me