| La Donna e Mobile | Woman is Fickle |
| La donna è mobile Qual piuma al vento, Muta d'accento, e di pensiero. Sempre un amabile, Leggiadro viso, In pianto o in riso, è menzognero. [Refrain] La donna è mobil qual piuma al vento, Muta d'accento e di pensier! e di pensier! e di pensier! È sempre misero Chi a lei s'affida, Chi le confida, mal cauto il cuore! Pur mai non sentesi Felice appieno Chi su quel seno, non liba amore! [Refrain] | This woman is flighty Like a feather in the wind, She changes in voice, and in thought. Always sweet, Pretty face, In tears or in laughter, she is a liar. [Chorus] The woman is flighty Like a feather in the wind, She changes in voice and in thought, And in thought! And in thought! Always miserable Is he who trusts her, He who confides in her, his unwary heart! Yet one never feels Fully happy Who on that bosom, does not drink love! [Chorus] |
Thursday, March 31, 2011
La Donna e Mobile (Woman is Fickle)
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