Lyrics of Woman is Fickle (La Donna e Mobile) - Mario Lanza, Джузеппе Верди

Woman is Fickle (La Donna e Mobile) (original)

Italian Text
La donna?
mobile
Qual piuma al vento,
Muta d’accento — e di pensiero.
Sempre un amabile,
Leggiadro viso,
In pianto o in riso, —?
menzognero.
?
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!
English Translation of «La donna e mobile»
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!

(translation)

Italian Text
The woman?
mobile
As a feather in the wind,
Change of accent - and of thought.
Always a lovable,
Graceful face,
In tears or in laughter, -?
liar.
?
always miserable
Who trusts her,
Who confides in her - badly cautious her heart!
Yet I never heard
Happy fully
Who on that breast - does not release love!
English Translation of «Woman is mobile»
Woman is flighty
Like a feather in the wind,
She changes her voice - and her mind di lei.
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 di lei - his di lei unwary heart di lei!
Yet one never feels
Fully happy
Who on that bosom - lei does not drink love!