[Intro]
Dust clouds rise, engines roar,
A symphony of steel and power
Watch that girl, a sight to see,
A master of the earth, you see.
[Verse 1]
Sun beats down, the air is thick,
With the smell of diesel, strong and quick.
The dirt beneath her boots, she's in her prime,
Moving mountains, one scoop at a time.
No need for music, the rhythm's strong,
The beat of steel, all day long.
A woman with a purpose, clear and bold,
Her shovel sings, a story untold.
[Chorus]
She's the queen of the earth,
With muscles strong and a heart of worth.
Earthmover queen!
Feel the rumble, the mighty machine,
Her strength unmatched, her spirit keen,
She's digging deep, a vision serene,
Watch that girl, with a powerful sheen,
The earthmover queen, the dirt's her scene!
[Verse 2]
She moves with grace, a fearless stride,
Transforming landscapes, far and wide.
No time for games, she's focused and bright,
Turning the earth, day and night.
The excavator groans, a powerful sound,
Building a future, on solid ground.
Her spirit strong, her will untamed,
The earthmover queen, forever claimed.
[Chorus]
She's the queen of the earth,
With muscles strong and a heart of worth.
Earthmover queen!
Feel the rumble, the mighty machine,
Her strength unmatched, her spirit keen,
She's digging deep, a vision serene,
Watch that girl, with a powerful sheen,
The earthmover queen, the dirt's her scene!
- Кстати, а как ты общаешься с этой коллегой? Про нее сказали, что она грубая, злая и конченная, - передают мне слова уволившегося чела.
- Да? Не знаю, мы с ней за кофе гоняем. Возможно, я просто тоже грубый, злой и конченный.
Наконец-то я не в "дружном коллективе", где от тоски только вешаться.