Текст песни Вуди Вуд - Фермер

plants the body on this warm evening,
not quite a farmer, but the cure will cure the process.
not without mutilation, stripping the skin, like with lambs
did not listen to anyone, he was his own adviser.

dumping the load on the shoulders, the guy take it easy
otherwise you are provided
levitation in front of legs / without ovations.
everything is clear, do not dance.

a fireman will not come if you set fire to it,
he will not notice the victims in these faces.
which means you can get fat at his work,
or still give the nod to the call and fuck.

plants the body, / like a grain in a field.
the muse comes, / pouring rain on everything,
grows up .. an unusual variety
keep yourself in order not to dry out

chorus:
and the same farmer is reaping the harvest
fierce product begins to take root
he does not regret where he started
we crawl along the beds and everyone is happy.