Es mi hombre [English translation]

When I saw him

I said to myself

he's my man

I only live for him

as long as he wants to stay true

that man.

I can't spend

an night without thinking

of my man.

And I give him what I am

what I got I give it

to my man.

And that's how I am, he's a pim, a gigolo

but I don't care because

that's how I love him.

Any day by Pigalle

for my worst.

Or maybe I'll lose him

then I don't know.

Neither of what will be of me

because I love him.

I only have a heart

for my man.

If he hits me I don't care

it's natural.

To have me that way

because that's how I love him.

I don't have a heart anymore.

I try to forget him

and I let myself invite

by men.

But it can't be

because I'm just a woman

for my man.

Through all Paris

I look for the grey look

of my man.

If he offers me his love

I forgive the worst

to my man.

For love I'm like this

no matter what

I look for my man

without knowing where he goes.

Any day by Pigalle

for my worst.

Or maybe I'll lose him

then I don't know.

Neither of what will be of me

because I love him.

I only have a heart

for my man.

If he hits me I don't care

it's natural.

To have me that way

because that's how I love him.

I don't have a heart anymore.