L'homme que j'aimerai

The man I will love
I've loved him for so long
When I have him
I swear I'll hold on tight
At least I'll try...
All men are the same
But the two of us
We'll try to be happy...
The man I will love
I've only seen him in my dreams
Already on April twelfth
My love, when will you come?

He has huge, white hands
That only touch you after
A heart of July fourteenth
Full of fireworks and romance
Of little white wines and dancing
A heart made for cuddling
So big I could never escape

The man I will love
I've loved him for so long
When he sees me
He'll definitely recognize me
He'll whisper:
"You're still the same..."
Then the two of us
Maybe we'll be happy...
But when I have him
This lover I've been dreaming of
I won't think
About the day I'll lose him...
The man I will love...