old story

The boys and girls we raise in two different ways.
On girls, we usually never raise voice,
They can do anything,
Men will train them one day.
The boys are different story,
Parents loosing voices,
What are you doing,
Were are you going,
No freedom at all until you move out with a girl.
Want money, go to work,
Until then,
You have to listen your mother,
My dear.