Текст песни Наталья Чердак - с высоты женского величия

A good, kind gentle woman
Maybe time to explode like gunpowder.
She was right to promise
speak from the heart
She can fall in love, laughing,
ridicule, and finally revolt.
Screaming, zhemannichat play;
all the snap,
verbs who denigrates the truth
vile, worthless gossip
c shaky foundation.
It is this sweet girl, suddenly burst out laughing,
get mad and start all over again.

Charming voice with soft notes of indifference
languid, but clearly
tell from the height of the women's greatness
that vain dirty linen in public.
Friends, you are the hope of the peasant killed a shovel,
crushed in the bud warm feeling of kinship,
We took the breadth of the soul for some fornication.

Faith in the people, of course, is still alive ...
However, now in the heart of the burning itching indifference.
Natalia Attic (c)