I'll sing to you of sliver swans,
Kingdoms and carillions.
I'll sing to you of dancing girls,
With their skirts in a whirl.
I'll sing to you of the night sky,
Stars, and moons 'til day is nye.
I'll sing to you of dozing doves,
and with all my love.
I'll sing to you of precious pearls,
Strung upon those dancing girls.
I'll sing to you 'til death do us part,
but you'll be here in my heart.
I'll sing to you in your head,
I'll sing to you on your deathbed.
I'll sing to you evermore,
'Til this song is no more.