Текст песни Нанда Бихари дас - Спящие души

Sleeping souls

Sleeping souls in the basement of a stuffy
They do not call the bolt on the door
Sun is not visible on both offensively
Soft spot but only in the mud

The wind outside it they do not need
All went to bed to see
Disappears as a mirage in the desert
About dreams of oblivion as they chase

It is not difficult to leave the bed
Release a flock of crows out
Swans swim smoothly nice
Huge capacity with frightening bottom

What a pity that the landscape is not your
What summer but I'm not talking about that
There's outside play about
Lust becomes ashes

Leave this place is too crowded
Bird flies wind noise
These garments are vain hopes
My heart hurts song silent

Let's sing this song together
Sixteen words Crusher of Dreams
You only believe the heavy door
We will break the script is not new