The man who has managed to become the owner of your love,
that lucky man, so honest and so gentlemanly,
who swears he loves you a little more every day,
and that he will take you to the altar tomorrow,
the man who shares, every night, your dreams,
that man, in front of whom you hardly have any will,
the man who kisses you when saying goodbye in your portal
and promises you to love you truly,
he doesn't love you,
no, he doesn't love you
and he never will feel anything for you.
No, he doesn't love you
no, he doesn't love you,
and he never will love you
the way I did love you.
That man who is your life and who makes you so happy,
that man who smiles walking next to you,
that man so happy, so human, and so gentile,
and who says that you are the only one he loves,
he doesn't love you,
no, he doesn't love you
and he never will feel anything for you.
No, he doesn't love you
no, he doesn't love you,
and he never will love you
the way I did love you.
he doesn't love you,
no, he doesn't love you
and he never will feel anything for you.
No, he doesn't love you
no, he doesn't love you,
and he never will love you
the way I did love you.
no, he doesn't love you.
no, he doesn't love you,
and he never will feel anything for you.