A woman first becomes beautiful through love
Purely only through love alone.
That's why she always yearns for love
Full of desire for love.
First by kissing does she start to bloom
And to glow, hot and wild.
Like a fire she begins to sparkle
Until she fully reveals her charm.
A woman first becomes beautiful through love
Purely only through love alone.
That's why she always yearns for love
Full of desire for love.
And she wishes that it would stay like it forever,
Since love makes her so beautiful.
Do you know at all, dear sir,
What one can discover with a woman, hmm?
Have you any idea, dear sir,
What she can hide – and likes to, very crafty? – (No.)
What might lie secretly enveloped
Under delicate tulle, silk and velvet and soft mink?
Nothing but a woman's heart...
Yes, do you really know at all, mon Cher,
That all splendour and jewellery is only an outward air?
A woman first becomes beautiful through love
Purely only through love alone.
That's why she always yearns for love
Full of desire for love.
And she wishes that it would stay like it forever,
Since love makes her so beautiful.