Poems and Songs of Vladimir Vysotsky.
I pass dames neither silently nor easy...
I pass dames neither silently nor easy,
And here’s a tale about the Old Vixen—
About her twig broom and tricks,
What didn’t happen and what did.
She lures up passers in deep water,
Especially young females,
She quietly drives her hellish mortar,
And skillfully fouls the trails...