Je suis folle de vous [English translation]

How am I to say,

if I find you to my taste?

I would say stupid things,

because I'm crazy about you.

But it was barely two months ago,

I was crazy about Pierre.

I told him "You see I love you

more than anything on Earth."

How am I to know,

If your kisses are sweet to me?

Of course I like your moustache,

because I'm crazy about you.

Yes, but barely twenty days ago,

there was Paul.

He knew how to say "I love you" so well,

that he drove me crazy.

How am I to dance,

the night away with you?

The more I dance, the more I think,

that I'm crazy about you.

If we dance the whole night through,

I don't respond to anything.

Too bad for Jacques or Paul or Pierre,

You'll have my hand.

But I talk, but I talk,

in between your mad kisses;

But I talk, but I talk,

the more I'm crazy about you.

But I talk, but I talk,

in between your mad kisses;

But I talk, but I talk,

the more I'm crazy about you.