Lyrics of Es Mi Hombre (Mon homme) - Sara Montiel

Es Mi Hombre (Mon homme) (original)

En cuanto le vi
yo me dije para mi
es mi hombre.
Solo vivo por el
mientras quiera serme fiel
ese hombre.
No puedo pasar
una noche sin pensar
en mi hombre.
Y le doy cuanto soy
lo que tengo se lo doy
a mi hombre.
Y asi estoy es un macró
un gigoló
pero no importa porque
asi le quiero yo.
Cualquier dia por Pigale
para mi mal.
O tal vez le perderé
luego no sé.
Ni lo que va a ser de mi
por que le quiero.
Solo tengo corazón
para mon homme.
Si me pega me da igual
es natural.
Que me tenga siempre asi
porque asi le quiero.
Ya no tengo corazón.
Le intento olvidar
y me dejo convidar,
por los hombres.
Pero no puede ser
porque solo soy mujer
pa' mi hombre.
Por todo Paris
busco la mirada gris
de mi hombre.
Si me ofrece su amor
le perdono lo peor
a mi hombre.
Por amor che sui consá
le’m pos te cuá
busco a mi hombre
sin saber donde andara.
Cualquier dia por Pigale
para mi mal.
O tal vez le perderé
luego no sé.
Ni lo que va a ser de mi
por que le quiero.
Solo tengo corazón
para mon homme.
Si me pega me da igual
es natural.
Que me tenga siempre asi
porque asi le quiero.
Ya no tengo corazón.

(translation)

As soon as I saw him
I told myself
he is my man.
I only live for him
As long as you want to be faithful to me
That man.
I can not pass
a night without thinking
on my man
And I give him how much I am
what I have I give it to you
to my man.
And that's how I am, it's a macro
a gigolo
but it doesn't matter because
that's how I love him.
Any day by Pigale
bad for me
Or maybe I'll lose him
then I don't know.
Nor what will become of me
why i love him
I only have a heart
for mon homme.
If he hits me he doesn't care
it's natural.
May he always have me like this
because that's how I love him.
I do not have heart anymore.
I try to forget him
and I let myself be invited,
by men.
But can not be
because I'm only a woman
for my man.
all over paris
I look for the gray look
of my man.
If he offers me his love
I forgive the worst
to my man.
For love that sui consá
le'm pos te cuá
I'm looking for my man
without knowing where he was going.
Any day by Pigale
bad for me
Or maybe I'll lose him
then I don't know.
Nor what will become of me
why i love him
I only have a heart
for mon homme.
If he hits me I don't care
it's natural.
that you always have me like this
because that's how I love him.
I do not have heart anymore.