I've Grown Accustomed To Her Face
I've grown accustomed to her face,
she almost makes the day begin
I've grown accustomed to the tune
she whistles night an' noon
Her smiles, her frowns,
her ups, her downs
are second nature to me now
like breathing out and breathing in
I was serenely independent
and content, before we met
surely I could always be that way again, and yet,
I've grown accustomed to her looks
accustomed to her voice
accustomed to her face!
Me he acostumbrado a su rostro
Me he acostumbrado a su rostro,
ella casi hace que comience el día
Me he acostumbrado a la melodía
que silba noche y día
Sus sonrisas, sus ceños,
sus altibajos
son como segunda naturaleza para mí ahora
como respirar hacia afuera y hacia adentro
Yo era serenamente independiente
y contento, antes de conocernos
seguramente podría volver a ser así, y sin embargo,
me he acostumbrado a su aspecto
acostumbrado a su voz
¡acostumbrado a su rostro!