France - The kinds of love

The only and true love happens only once in life
Many say so
I smile at that idea
I fall in love every day
I fall in love every day of the streets of my city
I fall in love every day of the ray of sunshine that wakes me up in the morning through the window
I fall in love every day of the sweet smile of the elderly neighbor
I fall in love every day of the embarrassed looks of lovers who hold hands in the street

I fall in love of love
I fall in love of all its kinds
Because there is not only one sort of love 
Because love is full of different shades

The one and true love happens only once in life
Many say so
I smile at that idea
Because if it were true
I should consider myself a fool
A madman who fell in love again and again with you every day

I'm in love with the love
In love with all its effects
Because love knows how to be sweet as the scent of roses
Because love knows how to be as painful as their spines

The one and true love happens only once in life
Many say so
I smile at that idea
And I continue to fool myself to see you among the streets of the city
Because I'm a madman that fall in love again and again with you every day
Even if you're not there