Текст песни Сергей Трофимов - Я уезжаю на Тибет

I'm going to Tibet,
Where axis decrepit world
Ringing tight string
With a prayer in unison Lama.
In his pocket - ticket
And visa mountain Palmyra
Where you can be yourself,
Forgetting about the status and style.

I'm going to Tibet,
In a country of contrasts and Tantrikas,
Where is the truth coming from heaven
Calm secular snow.
I'm going to Tibet,
To the foot of Kailash
Respond to himself -
Where, why and for what.

And there, back in St. Petersburg,
Slightly hoarse
The boy in a warm sweater
He is looking at the clouds.
And the match & quot; Zenith & quot; with & quot; Rotor & quot;
He graduated from a long time,
And the light in the night
Your window.

I'm going to Tibet,
Where to enlighten yoga
Hovering just above the ground
And scratching their heels stomach.
They have problems, it seems, no,
And sovereign taxes
Their financial peace
Do not lay down the burden of caring.

A house in the autumn rain
It does not end in any way,
And Yuri Dedov office
Morosely drinking cognac.
And my Dad desperate
He missed me
And it's not the lights go out
In your window.

I'm going to Tibet,
Where's our kind of did things,
But the profile of the Buddha, the life of me,
In Dimka Kleiner like.
And, incidentally, lamas do not care,
Under whose covenant we were born.
Live on their conscience -
And will find happiness on earth.