Vladimir Vysotsky. Family Affairs.

A Family in the Stone Age.

Ye, silly, give me back my stone ax!
Don’t hide the skins which I put on my thighs!
Stop talking, my poor head already cracks!
Sit still and add some wood the fire dies!

Your pettiness impairs my soul and heart,
It gives our life a very boring touch!
The cave’s a mess and soot’s all o’er the hearth
This matriarchy pampered you too much!

Man’s the boss and the principal,
Wife’s obedient and cordial!
Ye must stick to this principle,
Keep in mind we’re primordial.

My tribesmen killed a mammoth in the pit,
Without me, they’re sharing the prey...
Forever by your side I cannot sit
A man must slaughter something every day!

I’m now waiting for the tribal sage,
Don’t meet him naked, dress the way ye should!
It’s a great shame that in the Stone Age,
I got no stones, genuine and good!

Several wives that’s for what I long,
Then ye’d know your place probably!
But at present I’m not so strong,
So I live in monogamy.

Ye’re all to blame! My uncle alerted me
He who went for a lion and was lost,
“Those cannibals are come of the Devil’s kin
Their wives are stiff and try to rule the roast!”

Stop setting me against my own tribe,
No one harassed you, drop your stupid lies!
Don’t vilify our youth, don’t even try,
But in the youth our happy future lies!

Man’s the boss and the principal,
Wife’s obedient and cordial!
Ye must stick to this principle,
Keep in mind we’re primordial.

Stop whimpering, so far I was polite!
Where are the skins? Look, people will laugh at me!..
Give back my ax I ask of you, my wife,
Or I will bite you when I count to three!

1969.

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