Mulheres de Atenas

Look at the example of those women from 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
They ask, beg for harsher punishments, chains

Look at the example of those women from Athens
They suffer for their husbands' power and strength of Athens
When they embark soldiers
They weave long embroideries
A thousand quarantines
And when they return thirsty, they want to violently tear
Full, obscene caresses

Look at the example of those women from Athens
They undress for their husbands, heroes and lovers of Athens
When they get drunk on wine
They usually seek the affection
Of other women
But at the end of the night, in pieces, they almost always return
To the arms of their little ones, Helenas

Look at the example of those women from Athens
They bear new children for their husbands of Athens
They have no taste or will, no defects
Nor qualities, only fear
They have no dreams, only omens
Their man, seas, shipwrecks
Beautiful sirens, brunettes

Look at the example of those women from Athens
They fear for their husbands, brave warriors of Athens
The marked young widows and the abandoned pregnant women
Don't make a scene
They dress in black, shrink, conform
And cover themselves with their novenas, serene

Look at the example of those women from Athens
They cease for their husbands, pride and race of Athens