Будто по радио слышишь помехи Что в голове отражаются эхом Словно шумят океанские волны Снова и снова гонимые штормом Льется вода из разинутой пасти Мыслей не выудить, выронил снасти Пристальный взгляд бросая на дно Не смог удержать и себя самого
Ом мани падме хум Твои мысли лишний шум Ом мани падме хум Освободись от тяжких дум Ом мани падме хум Душе взлететь мешает ум Ом мани падме хум As if on the radio you hear noise What's in the head echoes As if the waves of the ocean Again and again driven by storm Water is flowing from gaping mouth I can not fetch thoughts, dropped my tackles Throwing a glance to the bottom I could not keep myself
Om mani padme hum Your thoughts are noisy Om mani padme hum Let go of the heavy thoughts Om mani padme hum The mind can not take off Om mani padme hum
The mandala will dissolve under the tongue of saliva, With the smoke of your stinging heads, yours will fly away Rhyme fucking, under the drill bit You are carried away by the Vedic trip
And freed from man The created vacuum filled with laughter And only with a maximum fall in height You hesitate, realizing that you were a hindrance
Om mani padme hum Your thoughts are noisy Om mani padme hum Let go of the heavy thoughts Om mani padme hum The mind can not take off Om mani padme hum
Om mani padme hum Your thoughts are noisy Om mani padme hum Let go of the heavy thoughts Om mani padme hum The mind can not take off Om mani padme hum