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.

È sempre misero
Chi a lei s'affida,
Chi le confida - mal cauto il core!
Pur mai non sentesi
Felice appieno
Chi su quel seno - non liba amore!

Translation

Woman is flighty
Like a feather in the wind,
She changes her voice - and her mind.
Always sweet,
Pretty face,
In tears or in laughter, - she is always lying.

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!

See also:
JustSomeLyrics
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Emmylou Harris & Earl Thomas Conley We Believe In Happy Endings Lyrics
el original El Amor Se Fue Lyrics