THE WOMAN THAT I LOVE

The woman that I love is worthless
Singing from morning to night
A selfish blonde
Who is holding my life in her hands

The woman that I love is a country girl
Who has some funny ways
A Bohemian who has no problems
And who juggles with my illusions

She has no objective in life and runs across the country
And with a heavy heart I expect her
With some tears in my heart for my love

The woman that I love is a liar
She lies with her lips, she lies with her heart
She is hurting me and then she's leaving me
Facing my crying heart

When I'm alone with my fears
In my room and under the roofs
The bores cling to the walls that keep wishing
Until her return into my arms

The woman that I love is a robber
She treats me like a child
She delights me, she disarms me
And laughs at my deepest torments

The woman that I love is wonderful
When the love shines in her eyes
She attracts me with her laughter
Against her heart in order to love me better

And I, I am rendered as helpless
And suddenly I forget all my troubles
When I am upon her heart and her lips

The woman that I love is a player
She plays with my dreams, she plays with my heart
And if she is cheating, I do not care
For she is all my happiness

The woman that I love is a thug
Who does not possess a penny in her pocket
And walks around with her refrains
And her guitar around her neck
But she loves me and I love her
And for the rest ... I do not care!