La mujer de la noche [English translation]

The night is like the sea

where do I go

always seulе.

And I was there until dawn

I usually stop

at the foot of the lamppost.

And I have to pretend

drink and smile

until he comes,

just with my love

I m`habille with colors

my skin Roses.

My darling, my love

I love to someone every day.

However darling

I kiss you before every night.

My walks through Paris

wrapped in gray fog

like a soul in pain.

And the sound of the accordion,

my shadow is a proclamation

love along the Seine.

The faces are not seen,

I do not know who embrace

and I think of you.

Maybe the reason there will

who will never forget

I gave him kisses.

My darling, my jewel

the folly of my life is yours.

It is for you, dear,

the sadness of a woman of the night.