Chance made me be born a little girl.
"Okay, Mom, I'll be very nice",
from the cradle it's the same old song
that we're hammered with every day of the week.
"Being pretty is the least of things"
they tell you while dressing you in pink.
"You must be wise and very devoted.
Can't wait to find you a fiancé!"

"Princess, you will have many children.
You will take care of them, of course.
Yes, but your main occupation
will be to clean the house well."

But yes, but yes, we obeyed well.
But no, but no, I'm not Cinderella.

You boys, you will have ambition
to be an engineer or a pilot,
conquer the world and without compassion
for power and its decorations.
To be strong, you must not cry,
speak louder to be respected.
Don Juans so handsome in trousers,
and, even dead, you're in the Pantheon!

But, tell me, there's something I'm missing:
equality has fallen by the wayside.
Girl or boy, here are the differences
that we're stuffed with from early childhood.

But yes, I think the party is over.
But no, but no, you're not Napoleon!

The first one who tells me "Be beautiful and shut up!"
I'm going to make him taste my finger pie.
Johnny, Johnny, stop hurting me,
love that goes boom is not normal.
Don't be afraid, oh no, don't panic,
handsome sir, I'm not hysterical.
I sing loud so that you understand.
Apparently, it's not cream.

Come with us if you want it to stop,
look at me, lift your head a little.
Let's sing this song together,
we're off to our revolution!
I intend, if you'll excuse the expression,
to launch the rebellion of the weaker sex.

But no, but no, I won't wear heels.
But yes, but yes, I have my hands in the grease.
But what, but what, I'm the one doing the barbecue.
But yes, but yes, I'm taking care of the roast.

But yes, but yes, it's a cacophony.
But no, but no, I don't play the accordion.
But yes, but yes, I feel a lull.
But no, but no, it's the revolution!

But, bad luck, I'm not old France,
but, don't worry, I won't make faces at you anymore.
But what's happening? We should kiss.
But no, Dad, stop your drama.
But no, Mom, you have to live with the times.

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