non sentesi felice appieno. Yet nobody feels happy fully. chi su quel seno non liba amore!. who on that bosom doesn't drink love,. La donna è mobil, qual piùma al vento,. Woman is fickle, like a
. But fish in the bowl is lucky. They in for a worser fate. One day when the boss get hungry. (Guess who's gon' be on the plate). Under the sea. Under the sea. Nobody beat us. Fry us and eat us in