Текст песни Родная речь - Лежа на диване

Lying on the couch
(From the film "Farewell in June", the text Sergey Faletenka)
I quoted the Buddha,
I went on the glass,
At Mount Dzhamalungmy
Worshiped fire.
Body - skin and bones,
And in the eyes of emptiness, yes, yes.
My chakra is open
For such as I, me, me.

Lying on the couch,
We're in nirvana
Painted sky
Rough skin on the walls,
In Samsary1 wheel,
Similarly, in the carousel,
Of paper packaging
We drank our port.

Until beer kiosk
My crusade.
In the drunk tank guru
Tear off our flight.
We dive on Monday,
On Sunday surfacing.
It's time to work,
And then to the grocery store.

Lying on the couch,
We're in nirvana
Painted sky
Rough skin on the walls,
At the wheel of Samsara,
Similarly, in the carousel,
Of paper packaging
We drank our port.