Текст песни Бандерос - я посылаю все нафиг..

I direct the kundalini through all their points
through all your points to the Ararat valley
and hello sun in the blue sky
Hello and mountains
a little more and I'm on top
and I can see a lot from the top
visible silly fears I send all nafig
I'm going to live in another
and I get out of yoga poses
not hastily dressed a little bit sloppy
and hello world so familiar

I go to the cafe
I meet friends
double espresso, I forget about the kundalini
where are you kundalini
where are you kundalini
when I'm in this stupid stupid stupid stupid world
Kundalini (x4)

sixth Sense
my glass is empty
we again cut into tusu
forgive CASTANETS
forgive Indians

I direct the kundalini through all their points
through the liver and kidneys
straight to the yang and yin
but no no Jana Ina
all with your friends
to hell with them would I achieve nirvana

of the chuck removed from the field
I try not to hear
TV on the quieter
It is only my kundalini
I get up again, do not hastily
casually dressed
and again all as before
and again all as before

I go to the cafe
I meet friends
double espresso, I forget about the kundalini
where are you kundalini
where are you kundalini
when I'm in this stupid stupid stupid stupid world
Kundalini (x4)

I actually like many
for any movement
and yoga, too, with respect
but not very much trust zamorochennye
on the astral plane, and such other matters
I know there's stride
but mostly it's just idle talk
I say go to hell
I was also a mystical experience
such as whole tusoy went to India
reach enlightenment
We reached immediately but darkening
Red faces all in a cream pancake
Plant cool punch for food
and it is dangerous sharp menu
shorter than the third eye
opened 10 times a day
ubilis in the trash met Shiva
six hands six legs generally beautiful
Siva was also not averse to blow
I thought, do not think strange but better
They began to master levitation
the type of land to rise
We smoked mastered overnight
rose is not much
meter and a half
then long goodbye with Siva
When we woke up it was lousy
It was then tabla sitar
I first thought that the already old for this
The bottom line of what I achieved
This brief moment of joy
Day 21 or 22
without leaving the astral plane flying home
and now the visa stamped
home all familiar to all smooth
souvenirs to friends
oh how lovely
shorter chakra never opened
Indian experiences I remember vaguely
Only practicing Kama Sutra
I remember less about the lousy
and again all as before

I go to the cafe
I meet friends
double espresso, I forget about the kundalini
where are you kundalini
where are you kundalini
when I'm in this stupid stupid stupid stupid world
Kundalini (x4)