Description
Love here is not the kind that paints hearts on lattes and signs them ‘mood.’ It is hot, mature, a little crazy, and completely unique. It is that very person who makes the world sway a little, but it is precisely in this swaying that stability lies. It is like a summer storm: a little scary, but you can really breathe.
Every line is filled with tenderness mixed with admiration, like coffee with cinnamon. It's a funny, thrilling mixture of strength and dependence: you want to hug and breathe out together with the music. After all, what could be more honest than a confession of love, where there is no ideal, but there is that very madness for which people live.
Lyrics and translation
Original
El hombre que yo amo tiene algo de niño.
La sonrisa ancha, tierna la mirada.
Tiene la palabra de mil hombres juntos.
Y es mi loco amante, sabio, inteligente.
El hombre que yo amo no le teme a nada, pero cuando ama lo estremece todo.
Guerrero incansable en busca de aventuras.
Tiene manos fuertes, cálidas y puras.
El hombre que yo amo sabe que lo amo.
Me toma en sus brazos y lo olvido todo.
Él es mi motivo, es mi propio sol.
Me da alegrías que nadie me dio.
El hombre que yo amo sabe que lo amo.
Vuela siempre lejos, pero vuelve al nido.
El hombre que yo amo sabe que lo amo.
Yo lo quiero loco, pero loco mío.
El hombre que yo amo siempre sabe todo.
No sabe de enojos, no entiende rencores.
Él arregla todo con sabiduría.
Con solo mirarme me alegra la vida.
El hombre que yo amo camina en mi mente. Es mi único ídolo entre tanta gente.
Él hace una fiesta con mi pelo suelto.
Ladrón de mis sueños, duende de mi almohada.
El hombre que yo amo sabe que lo amo.
Me toma en sus brazos y lo olvido todo.
Él es mi motivo, es mi propio sol.
Me da alegrías que nadie me dio.
El hombre que yo amo sabe que lo amo.
Vuela siempre lejos, pero vuelve al nido.
El hombre que yo amo sabe que lo amo.
Yo lo quiero loco, pero loco mío.
El hombre que yo amo sabe que lo amo.
Me toma en sus brazos y lo olvido todo.
Él es mi motivo, es mi propio sol.
Me da alegrías que nadie me dio.
El hombre que yo amo sabe que lo amo.
Vuela siempre lejos, pero vuelve al nido.
El hombre que yo amo sabe que lo amo.
Yo lo quiero loco, pero loco mío.
English translation
The man I love has something of a child about him.
The wide smile, tender look.
It has the word of a thousand men together.
And he is my crazy lover, wise, intelligent.
The man I love fears nothing, but when he loves he shakes everything.
Tireless warrior in search of adventure.
He has strong, warm and pure hands.
The man I love knows that I love him.
He takes me in his arms and I forget everything.
He is my reason, he is my own sun.
It gives me joy that no one gave me.
The man I love knows that I love him.
It always flies away, but returns to the nest.
The man I love knows that I love him.
I want him crazy, but my crazy.
The man I love always knows everything.
He doesn't know anger, he doesn't understand grudges.
He arranges everything with wisdom.
Just looking at me makes my life happy.
The man I love walks in my mind. He is my only idol among so many people.
He throws a party with my hair down.
Thief of my dreams, elf of my pillow.
The man I love knows that I love him.
He takes me in his arms and I forget everything.
He is my reason, he is my own sun.
It gives me joy that no one gave me.
The man I love knows that I love him.
It always flies away, but returns to the nest.
The man I love knows that I love him.
I want him crazy, but my crazy.
The man I love knows that I love him.
He takes me in his arms and I forget everything.
He is my reason, he is my own sun.
It gives me joy that no one gave me.
The man I love knows that I love him.
It always flies away, but returns to the nest.
The man I love knows that I love him.
I want him crazy, but my crazy.