They only see the pretty bride who is in me And the perfect servant I should be. "Smile, endure and please them": These should be my only concern.
They cover my true face with this white veil, And decide of my own condition.
"Just stay at home! What would you represent in the outside world? Look after the children, clean this mess, Be ready to make love to me." Don't worry honey! I'll clean the mess...
It's time to scream!
For starters, I'll start melting colours. I'll no longer dissociate my dress from your trousers. I'll open my door to others And I'll close it when I want. I'll wash away the dirt on your shoes And the black stains on your hats.
My brown skin, it is said, Testifies the size of my brain. My breast only suggests nutrition. According to them, I can't see What's going on in this world. But trust me, I see much more...
This world's my home. I'll act for it. We all are the children of this place, And the only mess is caused by humanity. I won't be the only one to clean for this!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
