The man that I love is a little of a child,
with a wide smile, and a tender look.
He has the word of a thousand men, wise, and intelligent.
The man that I love fears nothing,
but when he loves me, his whole body trembles.
Insaciable in his desires for adventure,
his hands are strong, yet soft and pure.
The man that I love knows that I love him
He takes me into his arms and I forget everything;
He is my reason, my very sun.
The man that I love knows what I love,
although he goes far away, he always returns to me
The man that I love, knows that I love him.
And I love him wildly, and he is mine
The man that I love always knows everything
He knows of anger, but doesn't understand revenge.
He fixes everything through his wisdom,
Just by looking at me, he makes me happy.
The man that I love is always alive in my mind,
He's my only idol among so many people,
He makes a festival with my loose hair,
He's the theif of my dreams, owner of my very soul.
The man that I love knows that I love him
He takes me in his arms and he fulfills my life
as no one has ever done.
Translated from a Spanish song