Since she is yours, now
Love my love
Since it is caught in your web
Love my love
Even though she cries rivers
All winter, all winter long
Even though you don't have any nails left in the spring
Even though she keeps her mysteries to herself
Even though you throw her up in the air1
Love my love
I shoot you down
Since she is yours, now
Love my love
Only the prince and the valet
Love my love
She was your great project
Love my love
Become her dog, her yappy little dog
Love my love
Even though she cries rivers
All winter, all winter long
Even though you don't have any nails left in the spring
Even though she keeps her mysteries to herself
Even though you throw her up in the air
Love my love
I shoot you down
Since she is yours, now
Love my love
And forget my name for all eternity
Love my love
Love my love
Love...my love
1. Probably a pun with "s'envoyer en l'air" [have sex].