Bachelor's Dance [La bourrée du célibataire] lyrics

The girl that I will marry

Will have a heart so wise

And in the hollow of her eyes

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 its 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 who 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 tear

And like the wine grow mellower

With every passing 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?

• Artist:Shawn Elliott
• Album:Jacques Brel Is Alive and Well and Living in Paris (Original Off-Broadway Cast Recording)