When I was little

I desired to be a woman

A very alluring woman

Like a lovely violet

To love and be loved

O! I imagined.

 

Now I am a woman

What more can I inquire?

Am I thrilled?

Am I loved?

Am I myself?

Who cares anyway?

I’ve learnt to be a woman

To love and be loved

To be happy and be hurt

To be strong, reserved and responsible woman.

 

My dreams have come true

I don’t cry, I don’t complain

But I shout with a heavy tongue

I am a woman

I am the rock

I don’t cry, I don’t complain

But I shout

I am a WOMAN.

Link to the Italian translation