Lyrics of La Donna Mobile by Giuseppe Verdi - Luciano Pavarotti, Джузеппе Верди

La Donna Mobile by Giuseppe Verdi (original)

La donna mobile qual piuma al vento,
muta d’accento e di pensiero.
Sempre un amabile leggiadro viso,
in pianto o in riso, menzognero.
La donna mobil qual piuma al vento,
muta d’acc…ento e di pensier, e di pensier,
e… e di pensier.
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!
La donna mobil qual piuma al vento,
muta d’acc…ento e di pensier, e di pensier,
e… e di — pensier.

(translation)

The mobile woman like a feather in the wind,
change of accent and thought.
Always a lovable graceful face,
in tears or laughter, liar.
The woman moved like a feather in the wind,
change of accent ... and of thoughts, and of thoughts,
e ... e di pensier.
always miserable those who entrust themselves to her,
who carelessly confides her heart to her!
Although I never felt fully happy,
who on that breast does not free love!
The woman moved like a feather in the wind,
change of accent ... and of thoughts, and of thoughts,
e ... e di - pensier.