Текст песни Наутилус Помпилиус - Песня В Защиту Женщин

We see women entering boldly,
Feel free to forward to the stupa.
Their machines will win - they know
They know - their time will come.
They carry heavy shields made of lead,
Passing by nearby lightning strikes.
And in each of them, as if in a slow dance,
Germinate invisible roots.
But every gram of metal should feel a steel.
We have to see every detail of the workpiece.
Every fifth year we have to drive women into the cage with a lion
This practice requires that women with a whip.
But what do we say to our children, when women go to war.
Children sensitive people, they immediately understand
What each of them, under the armor-clad helmet,
There are weak roots and it is dangerous.
You see, the evil General looks after them, to enter into the distance.
My God, how many turns it will take a spiral
But every gram of metal should feel a steel.
We have to see every detail of the workpiece.