My lover asks me:
"What is the difference between me and the sky?"
The difference, my love,
Is that when you laugh,
I forget about the sky.

she flirts with all,
knowing her beauty's alluring wine
none can decline.

each one feels she's on his side.
her love is too wide
to be confined to one mind
so they all find in her
their lover!

and when above the highway
she shines
each one thinks

she's mine!