Forgotten tune for the flute (№ 353673)

We do not plow, sow not, do not build,
We are proud of the social order
We are paper-important people
We were, and are, we will.
Our service difficult initially,
Need to know what the chief wants,
To guess, to agree not to argue,
And his career does not spoil.
To move paper
Here and flexibility is needed, and courage,
His signature to put the Ile visa
Anyway, that pass over the cornice.
We do not beat refusals, prohibitions,
We as tanks in their offices,
We are perishing, when permitted,
And therefore, all are prohibited.
No stronger paper buildings,
She is not afraid of the wind adjustment
We are fighters, we are the red-tape-monger, the soldiers
A huge machine.
We are paper-important people
We were, are, we,
We do not sow, do not plow, do not build,
We are proud of the social system.