Цивилизация

Skyscrapers hunched back
Barred from the city for years .
Lift high crawls through the wires
Steel spider
I'm inside the cabin .

Here is my floor , there is a secretary .
Name is Natasha , no older than twenty.
At first tell you how to find the chief ,
And whisper then send back - to hell.

Bears the fruits of civilization ,
Of them are not able to give me ...

Here's office. In the office of the Director
I asked to sit for a polygraph .
Doubt is , you say , prove
That is not a spy , not a tax inspector .

I'm not barefoot, but his feet naked ,
As for the grass , I'll compromise.
The program is, so the programmer
Did not want us to others.

Bears the fruits of civilization ,
Of them are not able to give me ...