Gli uomini non cambiano [English translation]

Me too I've been a child

In love with my father.

For him I'm always wrong and I am

his sloppy daughter.

I tried to conquer him

and I've never succeeded

and I've struggled to change him,

You'll need another life.

Womens' patience starts at that age

when rise in the family those fuzzy spites

And you lose yourself in an illusion

dreaming to go away

with the first that passes and lies to you.

Men don't change,

they talk about love and then they leave you alone.

Men change you

and you cry for thousands night asking yourself why.

But, men kill you

and with their friends they laugh at you.

Me too I cried the first time

Forced in a corner and beated.

He was doing (sex) and couldn't understand

why I stayed still and silent.

But I understood by time

and becoming a little harder

that if a man in a group is meaner

when he's alone he's more frightened.

Men don't change

they make money to buy you

and then they sell you.

At night, men don't come back

and they give you what you don't want

Why men that are born

they are womens' sons,

but they aren't like us?

My love, men who change

are almost an inexistent ideal.

They are those in love like you.