my death - jacques brel lyrics
my death is like
a swinging door
a patient girl who knows the score
whistle for her
and the p-ssing time
my death waits like
a bible truth
at the funeral of my youth
weep loud for that
and the p-ssing time
my death waits like
a witch at night
and surely as our love is bright
let’s laugh for us
and the p-ssing time
but whatever is behind the door
there is nothing much to do
angel or devil i don’t care
for in front of that door
there is you
my death waits like
a beggar blind
who sees the world with an unlit mind
throw him a dime
for the p-ssing time
my death waits
to allow my friends
a few good times before it ends
let’s drink to that
and the p-ssing time
my death waits in
your arms, your thighs
your cool fingers will close my eyes
let’s not talk about
the p-ssing time
but whatever is behind the door
there is nothing much to do
angel or devil i don’t care
for in front of that door
there is you
my death waits
among the falling leaves
in magicians, mysterious sleeves
rabbits, dogs
and the p-ssing times
my death waits
among the flowers
where the blackish shadow cowers
let’s pick lilacs
for the p-ssing time
my death waits in
a double bed
sails of oblivion at my head
pull up the sheets
against the p-ssing time
but whatever is behind the door
there is nothing much to do
angel or devil i don’t care
for in front of that door
there is you
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