Mulheres de Atenas

Look at the example
Of those women of Athens
They live for their husbands
Pride and race of Athens

When loved, they perfume themselves
Bathe in milk, get ready
Their long hair
When whipped, they don't cry
They kneel, beg, implore
For harsher punishments; chains

Look at the example
Of those women of Athens
They suffer for their husbands
Power and strength of Athens

When they send soldiers off
They weave long embroideries
A thousand quarantines
And when they return, thirsty
They want to tear, violently
Full, obscene caresses

Look at the example
Of those women of Athens
They undress for their husbands
Brave warriors of Athens

When they get drunk on wine
They usually seek affection
From other women
But at the end of the night, in pieces
Almost always return to the arms
Of their little ones, Helenas

Look at the example
Of those women of Athens
They bear children for their husbands
The new sons of Athens

They have no taste or will
No flaw, no quality
They only fear
They have no dreams, only omens
Their man, seas, shipwrecks
Beautiful sirens, brunettes

Look at the example
Of those women of Athens
They fear for their husbands
Heroes and lovers of Athens

The marked young widows
And the abandoned pregnant women
Don't make a scene
Dress in black, shrink
They conform and withdraw
To their serene novenas

Look at the example
Of those women of Athens
They pine for their husbands
Pride and race of Athens