I, your housewife,
The one who puts up with everything,
The one always available to you, your grace.
I, the one you never show off,
The one who demands nothing,
The one you swear to love.
Chorus:
I’ll trade with her,
The one who rejoices the things I’ve always wanted,
The one who wants pleasure with no attachments,
The one that’s never cried from such happiness.
I’ll trade with her,
Cuz I can’t stand the title I’ve been given to this day, Putting aside my struggles just to be your lady, the one that everyone respect and think lives happily.
I, your signed lease, a filed paper, a compromise under god and that’s it.
I, the one who watches your sleeping, the one crying in silent because she wants you there and you’re gone.
Chorus:
I’ll trade with her,
The one who rejoices the things I’ve always wanted,
The one who wants pleasure with no attachments,
The one that’s never cried from such happiness.
I’ll trade with her,
Cuz I can’t stand the title I’ve been given to this day, Putting aside my struggles just to be your lady, the one that everyone respect and think lives happily.