Woman—like you, I am a woman.
At little nothings, my heart ignites.
When I am in love, I become a happy woman.
Ready for all of the madness—to leave it all in the middle of the night
and to pursue my opportunities at any cost.
Woman—like you, I am a woman.
Melody or melodrama,
sometimes wilful but often a fragile woman.
If sometimes my heart gets bored in his familiar arms,
then it is simply that I am his woman.
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With him, I am a woman, a woman.
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Woman—like you, I am a woman.
At the smallest thing, my heart ignites.
When I am in love, I become a happy woman.
If sometimes my heart gets bored in his familiar arms,
then it is simply that I am his woman.
Woman—like you, I am a woman.
The same joy and the same tears
pretend to go away in order to hold onto him—
and never mind if it hurts—all that does not matter.
I become romantic and a woman, his woman to him.