Текст песни Nautilus Pompilius - Песня в защиту женщин

I see women walking boldly
Boldly, staggered forward
Their machines will win, they know
They know their time will come

They are carrying heavy shields made of lead
Passing under the blows of lightning
And in each of them, as if in a slow dance
Germinate forgotten roots

Each gram of metal should feel a Steel
We have to see every detail of the blank

Every fifth year, we have to drive them in a cage with a lion
This practice requires that women with a whip
But what do we say to our children when mothers go to war?
Children - sensitive people, they immediately recognize
As in each of the armor-clad women under the helmet
There are weak roots, it's just dangerous

You see, the evil General looks after us, stepping into the distance
My God, how many turns will gather a this spiral

What shall we say to our children
When mothers go to war?
What we will do, to the devil,
When a woman becomes a war?

But every gram of metal should feel a Steel
We have to see every detail of the blank
All the same, the evil General looks after us, stepping into the distance
My God, how many turns will gather a this spiral