Slaughter your ego, daughter
to be spared alive
Being woman is never
A thing of pride
Not your beauty, or the way you walk
The way you talk, huh?
Hah, you'll be silenced anyway

Creator you are, daughter
But never, babe, never
Take credits of your contribution
Give up girl,
Hush
Trust me, you don't deserve it
No man will ever let you preserve it

And by the time
You incessantly keep trying
To wash away the stains
On your character, on your skirt,
Both equally uneasy
Pretty daughter,
New and stronger ones will show themselves

So just listen to me
Stay put, royal princess
Let's clear up all this mess
And all you have to do is
Adjust to that tiny pea
Under your mattress