Italian Lyrics
In uomini, in soldati, sperare fedelta?
Non vi fate sentir, per carita!
Di pasta simile son tutti quanti,
Le fronde mobili, l'aure incostanti
Han piu degli uomini stabilita!
Mentite lagrime, fallaci sguardi
Voci ingannevoli, vezzi bugiardi
Son le primarie lor qualita!
In noi non amano che il lor diletto,
Poi ci dispregiano, neganci affetto,
Ne val da barbari chieder pieta!
Paghiam o femmine, d'ugual moneta
Questa malefica razza indiscreta.
Amiam per comodo, per vanita!
English Translation
In men, in soldiers, you hope for loyalty?
Do not be heard, even for charity!
Cut from the same cloth, every one of them,
The leaves, furniture, and fickle breezes
are more stable than men!
False tears, deceptive looks,
Misleading voices, charming lies
Are their primary qualities!
In that we dislike their pleasure,
Then they despise us, and deny us affection,
It is futile to ask the barbarians for pity!
Let us females, pay them back with equal money
This evil indiscreet race.
Let's love for convenience, for vanity!
