| Well, give me back my stone axe!
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| And don't touch the skins of my thighs!
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| Be quiet, I don't see you point-blank, -
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| Sit out and keep the fire going!
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| Do not dare to guess on trifles,
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| Do not vulgarize our family way of life!
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| The cave and the hearth have not been removed, -
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| You have spoiled yourself in matriarchy!
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| Hold your mind:
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| I am the head, and the man is me!
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| keep relationships
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| Primitive communal.
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| There they will kill the mammoth - they will raise a howl,
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| They will start dividing the booty equally...
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| I can't sit with you all the time -
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| I need to kill someone!
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| The elders will now come to me, -
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| Look again - don't go naked to them!
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| Age of stone - and not to get stones -
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| I am ashamed before my tribe!
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| Five wives to me - probably
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| I would understand with you!
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| But my deeds are bad,
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| That's why it's monogamy.
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| And all are your damned relatives!
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| My uncle, who got the boar,
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| When he was alive, he warned me:
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| You can't take a wife from cannibals!
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| Do not quarrel with the community - this is a lie,
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| As if someone is sticking to you, -
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| Do not slander our youth,
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| She is our hope and stronghold!
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| Well, what do you look - they don't beat you yet, -
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| Give me the ax - I beg you kindly! |
| Where are the skins? |
| After all, people will laugh! ..
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| I count to three, after - I'll bite! |