Woman is as wayward
As a feather in the breeze,
She changes her tune
And her mind.
A lovable,
Pretty face
Is always deceitful,
Whether weeping or smiling.
Woman is as wayward
As a feather in the breeze,
She changes her tune
And her mind.
And her mind, and her mind!
Anyone who trusts her
Is always wretched,
He who confides in her,
His heart is broken!
But no one can ever be
Completely happy
If he does not sip love
On that breast.
Woman is as wayward
As a feather in the breeze,
She changes her tune
And her mind.
And her mind, and her mind!
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