A Ti, Mujer
India Martinez
To You, Woman
They taught you well to make yourself small, woman
How pretty you look when you're quiet
And see if you cover yourself up
Your skin is too visible
The mountain is made of stone, but not the man, woman
You who are still invisible in half the world, woman
The freer you are, the more of a bitch
You were born in captivity
Where your mother is to blame and your father is adultery, don't be stubborn
Don't give reins to your Freedom
Be careful with your restlessness
Listen well to your conformity
The higher you climb, the lonelier you'll be
To you, woman
They taught you well to make yourself small, woman
How pretty you look when you're quiet
And see if you cover yourself up
Your skin is too visible
The mountain is made of stone, but not the man, woman
You who are still invisible in half the world, woman
The freer you are, the more of a bitch
You were born in captivity
Where your mother is to blame and your father is adultery
Don't give reins to your Freedom
Be careful with your restlessness
Listen well to your conformity
The higher you climb, the lonelier you'll be
To you, woman
They taught you well to make yourself small, woman
How pretty you look when you're quiet
And see if you cover yourself up
Your skin is too visible
The mountain is made of stone, but not the man, woman
You who are still invisible in half the world, woman
The freer you are, the more of a bitch
You were born in captivity
Where your mother is to blame and your father is adultery, don't be stubborn
