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For many reasons, and mainly because
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you allow tyrants to rob me without avenging me,
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traitors without you making them pay dearly
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I wasn't yet Frondoso's for you to say
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that he should avenge me as my husband.
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It is on your head,
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because while it is not yet the wedding night,
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the father and not the husband should provide protection.
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He took me before your very eyes,
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to his house, Knight Commander Fernán Gómez.
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The sheep you leave to the wolf as cowardly shepherds.
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What daggers did I not feel on my breast!
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What horrible crimes!
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What nonsense!
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What words, what threats,
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to force me to give away my chastity,
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to his clumsy appetites.
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My hair does not show it, you cannot see here
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the beatings, or the blood or signals.
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You are noble men,
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you, fathers and loved ones.
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You, that do not get your insides turned when you see me in such pain:
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sheep you are!
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The name is well deserved:
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Fuenteovejuna
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Give me some weapons.
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You were born as cowardly hares.
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Barbarians you are, not Spaniards.
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You suffer other men to enjoy your women.
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Wear spindles on your belts.
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Why do you wear swords?
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By God, I will see to it,
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that women alone will take the honour of these tyrants,
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the blood of these traitors.
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And the spindlers will throw stones at you,
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you wimps!
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Effeminates and cowards, traitors and spineless men.
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To Frondoso the Knight Commander wants,
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without a sentence,
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without announcements,
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to hang from up high in a tower.
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And with all he will do the same,
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and I rejoice, you half-men,
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that the village will have no women,
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and will return
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to that century of amazons,
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eternal horror of the world.
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I, my child, am not of those that allow you to name them with those evil titles!
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and I, even though I am in awe of the power of the enemy,
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would put cloth on a stick as a banner, and make those giants die!
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What order do you expect to have?
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We will kill without an order.
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Gather the town as one voice,
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since everyone agrees that tyrants should die.
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Take up swords, spears, crossbows, spiked sticks and clubs.
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Long live the Catholic Kings, our lords!
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Down with the traitor tyrants!
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Traitor tyrants, die!
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Well then, go with God, Heavens hear you.
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Pascuala, Jacinta, all of you, come here!
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What is this? Why the raised voices?
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Can't you see that they all are going,
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to kill Fernán Gómez?
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That men and boys run, furious, to do it?
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Is it right to give the honor of this deed to them alone?
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Aren't women the ones that have been aggravated the most?
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Say, then, what do you intend?
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That all of us, gathered in order,
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carry out a deed that will cause fear in the whole world.
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Jacinta, your aggravation was great,
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you will head a squadron of women
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Your aggravations are not less than mine.
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Pascuala, you will be the ensign.
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Then let me prepare a banner, and see if I'm worthy of that name!
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There is no space for that, since joy comes to us!
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It is enough for us to carry our headbands as banner.
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Let's name a captain!
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That won't be!
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Why?
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Because where my valor attends,
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there are no Cids or Rodamontes!
