Шлифмашина - Пилит баба мужика
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While we hunted mammoths
Running around with spears, not washing for months
Women gathering berries in the clearing
Agreed on everything among themselves
A man is a wild stallion
Who, having experienced the grace
Of feminine greatness at last
Will allow himself to be trained and ridden

The woman nags the man
The woman nags
The woman is nagging
The sharp tip of her tongue
Goes right through his temple
The woman nags the man

Evolution is merciless
A poodle is the great-grandson of a wolf
A man is a carnivorous hunter
But our nature has fallen silent
We have been humanized and tamed
We wear clothes, glasses, and hairstyles
We furiously pedal
Harnessed to a horse-drawn carriage

The woman nags the man
The woman nags
The woman is nagging
The sharp tip of her tongue
Goes right through his temple
The woman nags the man

Having exhausted their supply of patience
With the persistence of a livestock breeder
They are perfecting us
Breeding a new breed
Women decide
Who to allow to reproduce
They know exactly
What the man of the future should look like

The woman nags the man
The woman nags
The woman is nagging
The sharp tip of her tongue
Goes right through his temple
The woman nags the man