Mon homme [English translation]

On this earth

My only joy, my only happiness

Is my man

I've given everything that I have,

My love and all my heart

To my man.

And yet, at night,

When I dream, it's of him

Of my man.

It's not that he's beautiful

That he's rich or tough

But I love him, it's stupid

He hits me.

He takes my money.

I'm exhausted

But despite everything,

What do you want.

I have him under my skin so much

That I'm crazy.

As soon as he touches me, it's over,

I am his.

When his eyes rest on mine,

It makes me weak at the knees.

I have him under my skin so much

That the slightest word,

Would make me do anything.

I would kill, my faith.

I feel that he would make me become notorious

But I'm just a woman,

And I have him under my skin.

To leave him,

It's crazy, that they've offered me

Other men.

Between us, you see,

They aren't worth very much,

All the men.

The woman, truth be told,

Is only made for suffering

For the men.

I rushed to the dance.

I drank to forget him.

I couldn't do anything.

When he told me: "Come!"

I was like a dog.

There's no way

It's like a bond

Holding me.

I have him under my skin so much

That I'm nuts.

Those who haven't

Also known this

Dare to throw the first

Stone at me.

To have someone under your skin,

It's the worst pain

But it's to know love

In its real light.

And I say that we need to forgive

When a woman gives herself

To a man that she has under her skin