Текст песни We Are Not Men

Like the girl with her hymen sewn And the poor one in the fire thrown Like my mother's oppressive lot Summed up in her kettle and pot Her body yet unseen Her unveiling unforeseen She said after life she would no doubt go to hell There she would suffer dangling by her hair I said, isn't heaven under mothers' feet?* Mother, heaven is busy, catch the world you meet She said the cantor's prayer makes me shudder I said fear has become your rudder Seventy years of womanhood is exploitation No life but fear and degradation A woman innocent, her existence was her crime Transformed, beaten into submission to be made prime What happens to a woman who hasn't been cheating She is the object of fifty years of beating She has to stay prone and unheard Not even imagine an uncaged bird Always the object of a chaperone peeping A doll, only considered good for sleeping You smell of whips and smacks How much longer blackmailed by Toms and Jacks? Like Iran you have become a tramp The future is in your hands lady champ You smell like our land shattered Gone from being flattered to tattered We were destroyed by our manhood Please display your womanhood Take a bit of your valor perfume Spray it on us with a plume Ma'am, we're not men, count us out Take the banner and lead the crowdShahin Najafi - We Are Not Men - http://ru.motolyrics.com/shahin-najafi/we-are-not-men-lyrics.html