>A woman is fickle >like a feather in the wind, >changing her tone and her thoughts. >Always a lovely, >graceful face, >in tears or laughter, is a liar. >A woman is fickle >like a feather in the wind, >changing her tone and her thoughts. >and her thoughts >and her thoughts
>He who trusts her, >he who confides in her, is always >miserable, >he who confides in her, has an ill->guarded heart!
>He who does not sip love on that breast >never feels >fully happy!
>A woman is fickle >like a feather in the wind, >changing her tone and her thoughts. >and her thoughts >and her thoughts >and her thoughts.
