"Marry me" he said, through his rotten teeth, bad breath
And then
"Marry me instead of that strapping young goatherd",
But when
I was in his bed and my father had sold me
I knew
I hadn´t any choice, hushed my voice,
Did what any girl would do

And when I´m beheaded
At least I was wedded
And when I am buried
At least I was married
I´ll hide my behavior
With wine as my savior


But oh,
What beautiful things I´ll wear?
What beautiful dresses and hair?
I´m lucky to share his bed
Especially since I´ll soon be dead

Aaaaah...


"Marry me" he said, God he´s ugly the fortune
Is ours
Roaming in the gardens enjoying men, women,
And flowers
Then I break a glass and I slit my own innermost
Thighs
Then I can pretend that I´m menstrua...
Well, unavailable

My life is arranged
But this union´s derranged
Qo I´ll fuck who I choose
For I´ve nothing to lose
And when Master´s displeased
I´ll be down on my knees again


Oh,
What beautiful things I´ll wear?
What beautiful dresses and hair?
I´m lucky to share his bed
Especially since I´ll soon be dead

Aaaaah...

When dining on peacock
I know I won´t swallow
Through balls, births and bridge games
I know what will followe´re coupled together
Through hell, hurt, and hunger
Or a least until husband
Finds someone younger
Yes, fertilization is part of my station!
Laugh as he grabs me in anticipation
Of sons who will run things
When I´m under covers
But whose children are they?
Why, mine and my lover´s!...


But oh,
What beautiful things I´ll wear?
What beautiful dresses and hair?
I´m Lucky ti share his bed
Especially since I´ll soon be dead

What beautiful things I´ll wear?
What beautiful dresses and hair?
I´m lucky to share his bed!
Oh, why do I wish I was...

Aaaaah...