La canzone di Barbara [English translation]

Who looks for an unfaithful mouth

That tastes of strawberry and honey

Will find it in her

Barbara

Will kiss it in her

Barbara.

She knows every bride's bed

Is made of nettle and mimosa

That's why she'll postpone true love

Barbara

To another age

Barbara.

And meanwhile she plays the game of love

Joking around with the eyes and the heart

Of someone who maybe will hate her

Barbara

But who then will forgive her

Barbara.

And the wind of the evening invites her

To pick petals off her daisy

For each love that goes away

She knows

Another petal will blossom

For Barbara.