Текст песни Франц Пирнач - Как часто спящим разумом

How often sleeping mind
You linked the wings of the spirit ,
Trying Way to go .
Aspirations in the field of
Your stumbling block -
Illusion Way !
In prayer to God asks ,
Yes himself in a circle nosishsya :
So far, so quickly .
And in the center of gravity -
Spirit proud lzhesmireniya ,
Beloved friend passions !
With pious mask of
Live as a thief, with caution :
It should come to that!
Bows bёsh with an abacus ,
Satisfied with work ,
Unaware of the fact
That the intrinsic value of the imaginary -
Wall irresistible :
Try to get around !
Your mind toiling ,
And my heart just ripped apart ,
As to the Way.
Step by making double pyatishsya ,
On the world afraid to get dirty ,
As if pure long .
Forgetting that facet of a diamond ,
From external dust dirty,
Does not fade anyway !
Take off the mask of holiness,
In prayer - Emergency sweets
Seek not come to know ,
For external righteousness
Do not see the soul of a sinner ,
And the path is not & quot; up & quot ;, and & quot; down & quot ;!
Take a drop
And the descent of the Spirit
At the very bottom approx.
Righteous themselves admit -
stay robbed
All earthly days .
Record reality
illusion of specular
In itself overcome.
And the cup of tears in humility
when Godforsakenness
Drink to the bottom of the soul !