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Love is a rebellious bird that no one can tame,
and it's quite useless to call him if it suits him refuse.
Nothing moves him, neither threat nor plea, one man speaks freely, the other keeps mum;
and it's the other one I prefer: he's said nothing, but I like him.
Love! Love! Love! Love!
Love is a gypsy child, he has never heard of law.
If you don't love me, I love you; if I love you, look out for yourself!
If you don't love me, if you don't love me, I love you
if I love you, if I love you, look out for yourself!
If you don't love me, if you don't love me, I love you
if I love you, if I love you, look out for yourself!
The bird you thought to catch unawares beats its wings and away it flew -
love's far away, and you can wait for it: you wait for it no longer - and there it is.
All around you, quickly, quickly, it comes, it goes, then it returns -
you think you can hold it, it evades you, you think to evade it, it holds you fast.
Love! Love! Love! Love!
Love is a gypsy child, he has never heard of law.
If you don't love me, I love you; if I love you, look out for yourself!
If you don't love me, if you don't love me, I love you
if I love you, if I love you, look out for yourself!
If you don't love me, if you don't love me, I love you
if I love you, if I love you, look out for yourself! Translation - Alan Gregory, 1964 �