I walk among you
In an Andalusian garden
And I say to myself:
"My God, how I love her"
My God, how I love her,
My God, how I love her."

As numerous as you may be
I forget you, I don't care
So much I say to myself:
"My God, how I love her"
My God, how I love her,
My God, how I love her."

If I feel ready to faint
Tell me, Newton,
It's not because of you
It's noon striking
At the rendezvous
That drove me crazy

The wind passes through the holes
Of my flannel shirt
And I say to myself,
"My God, how I love her"
My God, how I love her,
My God, how I love her."

Even the sun that sees everything
Burns me with a jealous ray
So much I say to myself
"My God, how I love her"
My God, how I love her,
My God, how I love her."

I feel like spinning like on a gramophone
Oh, Edison,
It's not because of you
It's noon striking
At the rendezvous
That drove me crazy

She ties me with a nail
To better hang on my neck
And I say to myself,
"My God, how I love her"
My God, how I love her,
My God, how I love her."

I feel light as laudanum
Doctor Watson,
It's not because of you
It's noon striking
At the rendezvous
That drove me crazy

I sleep in her loose hair
In the folds of a soft sheet
And I say to myself,
"My God, how I love her"
My God, how I love her,
My God, how I love her."

I would give her, you know
The moon with its pebbles
So much I say to myself
"My God, how I love her"
My God, how I love her,
My God, how I love her."

"My God, how I love her"
My God, how I love her,
My God, how I love her."

"My God, how I love her"
My God, how I love her,
My God, how I love her."

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