Mon homme

On this earth, my only joy, my only happiness
Is my man.
I've given all I have, my love and all my heart
To my man
And even at night,
When I dream, it's of him,
Of my man.
It's not that he's handsome, rich or strong
But I love him, it's foolish,
I don't care about the blows
I spend my money
I'm at my wits' end
But despite everything
What can you do

I have him so much under my skin
That I go crazy,
As soon as he approaches it's over
I belong to him
When his eyes are on me
It makes me all flustered
I have him so much under my skin
That at the slightest word
I would do anything
I would kill, my faith
I feel he would make me infamous
But I'm just a woman
And, I have him so much under my skin...

To leave him, it's crazy what they offered me
Other men.
Between us, you see they're not worth much
All men
The woman, to tell the truth
Is only made to suffer
By men.
In the dance halls, I ran, to forget him I drank
No use, I couldn't
When I tell myself: 'Come'
I'm like a dog
There's no way
It's like a bond
That holds me.

I have him so much under my skin
That I'm going crazy.
Let she who has not also
Known this
Dare to come first
And throw the stone.
Having one under your skin
Is the worst of evils
But it's knowing love
In its true light
And I say we must forgive
When a woman gives herself
To the man she has under her skin...