Dicen que es, aquello que yo,
Mujer,
Poeta,
Renacentista,
Digo que no es.
Pero así lo creen las masas.
¡Y qué me importan las masas,
Si esas de comer no me dan!
El adoctrinamiento es menester del ignorante,
y enemigo acérrimo de mis creencias, que yo,
Mujer,
Poeta,
Renacentista,
Defiendo con la muerte.
They say…
They say it is, that which I,
Woman,
Poet,
Thinker of nonsense,
I say it is not.
But the masses believe so.
And what do I care about the masses,
If they don’t provide me with food!
Indoctrination is the necessity of the ignorant,
and a fierce enemy of my beliefs, which I,
Woman,
Poet,
Thinker of nonsense,
Defend with my life.
Roziet Garruse 