The Statue — текст песни (Viking)

No, don`t touch me,/ why do you want to destroy/ my beauty that lived/ eternally engraved in the centuries?// No, don`t hurt me,/ why do you want to censure/ the mind of the artist/ just to have fun?/ You don`t fight any war!// May the Statue live for ever/ May Art live for ever/ away from destruction/ destruction, so common in our time.// No, don`t mock me,/ why do you want to erase/ the wisdom of the man/ creator of art as ideology?// No, don`t swop me,/ why do you want to change/ the ground under my feet?/ I belong to this soil/ since the day of my birth!// May the Statue...//