Habanera

When will I love you?
My faith, I do not know,
Maybe never,
maybe tomorrow.
But not today, that's for sure.

Love is a rebellious bird
That no one can tame,
And it is in vain that we call it,
If it suits him to refuse.
Nothing works, threat or prayer,
One speaks well, the other is silent;
And it's the other one that I prefer
He said nothing; but I like him.
Love! Love! Love! Love!

Love is a child of Bohemia,
He has never, never known any law,
If you do not love me, I love you,
If I love you, beware!
If you do not love me,
If you do not love me, I love you!
But if I love you,
If I love you, beware!
If you do not love me,
If you do not love me, I love you!
But if I love you,
If I love you, beware!

The bird you thought to surprise
Flapped its wings and flew away;
Love is far, you can wait for it;
You no longer wait for it, it is here!
All around you quickly, quickly,
It comes, goes, then it returns!
You think you have it, it avoids you;
You think you avoid it, it holds you!
Love, love, love, love!

Love is a child of Bohemia...