Plácido Domingo — Rigoletto

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Woman is fickle (movable), like a feather in the wind,
She changes the tone of her voice (i.e., her accents), and her thoughts
Always a sweet, pretty face,

In tears or in laughter, (she) is (always) lying
Woman is fickle, like a feather in the wind,
She changes her accents, and her thoughts

And her thoughts, and her thoughts

It is always miserable, he that trusts in her

(He is always miserable who trusts in her)
Who to her confides, his unwary heart!
Yet nobody feels happy fully

Who on that bosom doesn’t drink love,
Woman is fickle, like a feather in the wind,
She changes the tone of her voice and her thoughts

And her thoughts, and her thoughts!