They once told me -they told me-
everything will be fine
and if your husband wants it, you will become his property
He is your master and you are his slave.
They once told me -they told me-
Your slippers, my master.
here is your ironed shirt
your favorite food
my red underwear
exactly as you ordered, master
How long have I been down?
Help, I can't get up!
My hand hangs like a stranger
I touch my face.
It was nice once, but now, now...
Mother! My mother! Come and pick me up.
How did I raise you when you were little?
Mother, mother, come and pick me up.
Otherwise, mother, I know it.
Otherwise I will come to find you soon.
under the slab no one is the master
It won't bother us, mother, my mother.
Free there
Mother, my mother
free forever
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