I once read Franklin’s famous book — ‘Time is money.’ It made me wonder: is this truth the same for everyone? For me, it feels that women often see time as money, while men see money as time. Maybe I’m right, maybe not — but this question became the heart of my song

Когда-то я прочитала знаменитую книгу Франклина — „Время — деньги“. И задумалась: для всех ли она одинаково верна? Мне кажется, что женщины чаще воспринимают время как деньги, а мужчины — деньги как время. Может быть, я права, а может и нет — но именно этот вопрос стал сердцем моей песни

Verse 1

I read Franklin — “Time is money”,

a line that became winged long ago.

But the deeper I go into life, the clearer I see:

men and women give his words a different meaning.

Chorus

Time is money, or money is time?

For whom does it sound like this, for whom otherwise?

A woman guards minutes like gold,

a man spends money to stretch tomorrow.

Verse 2

For a woman, time is money,

for years flow, children grow.

Health, beauty, care of the home —

minutes are more precious than a golden chest.

Chorus

Time is money, or money is time?

For whom does it sound like this, for whom otherwise?

A woman guards minutes like gold,

a man spends money to stretch tomorrow.

Verse 3

For a man, money is time,

he saves, he works, he builds his path.

Banknotes for him are tickets to freedom,

to return one more day to life.

Chorus

Time is money, or money is time?

For whom does it sound like this, for whom otherwise?

A woman guards minutes like gold,

a man spends money to stretch tomorrow.

Verse 4

And so it turns out — the truth is double,

everyone sees it in their own way.

Time and money are firmly connected,

but gender plays a role in these mirrors.

Chorus

Time is money, or money is time?

For whom does it sound like this, for whom otherwise?

A woman guards minutes like gold,

a man spends money to stretch tomorrow.

Bridge

They look at the same clock,

but see different things in its course.

She counts the moments of life,

he buys a road to the future.

Final

Franklin’s phrase is like a mirror,

reflecting the male and the female.

Time is money, money is time,

everyone understands it in their own way.

Chorus (repeat at the end)

Time is money, or money is time?

For whom does it sound like this, for whom otherwise?

A woman guards minutes like gold,

a man spends money to stretch tomorrow.