The Jailers Lyrics

Tant y a feme scet bon taire
Tant y a feme scet bon taire
Feme a un cuer par heritage
Qui ne puet estre en un estage.
Or est sauvage, or est privee;
Ore veult paiz, or veult meslee;
Femme engine en poi d'ure
Dount un[e] tere tout ploure.
Que qui aime et croit fole fame
Gaste son temps, pert corps et ame.
Ore vous ai dit de lur vies,
Fuoums de lur c**paignies.
Ore vous ai dit de lur vies,
Fuoums de lur c**paignies.
Tant y a feme scet bon taire
Ore vous ai dit de lur vies,
Fuoums de lur c**paignies.
Translation:

When it comes to women, men, hold your
tongue!
When it comes to women, men, hold your
tongue!
A woman's heart is just not able
To chart a course that's firm or stable
Now she's wild, now she's demure;
Now wants peace, then starts a war;
The schemes she quickly engineers
Can drown a countryside in tears
Who loves and trusts mad womankind
d***s soul and body, wastes his time.
Now that I've told you of womankind,
Let's flee and leave them far behind!
Now that I've told you of womankind,
Let's flee and leave them far behind!
When it comes to women, men, hold your
tongue!
Now that I've told you of womankind,
Let's flee and leave them far behind!
("The Vices of Women"
late 13th Century misogynist
poem)