Хали Гали Кришна

When I showed up – you had already sailed away
I forgot you’re a damn ship
I gave you this sea of love
And it turned into ice

Where are you headed, my roof?
To what rivers, to what seas?
What wake is crashing wave after wave?
I’m sailing after you, flying after you

And I want to find what I’ve lost
I need to catch up, to keep up
And in search of my roof, my soul flies
Down to the bottom, up to the top

Hali Gali Krishna
Hali Gali Rama
Trali Vali Roof
Where will you be tomorrow?
Where will you be tomorrow
Here or there?
Hali Gali Krishna
Hali Gali Rama?

People go crazy from vodka, people go crazy from fat
People think the same thing forever
People poke in the back, their fingers burn
And shit runs down into their shoes

But I don’t care, it’s their shit
It’s their problem, I’m indifferent
And with my tail up, I’m flying after you
I’m really dumb, so damn dumb

But I can find what I lost
I don’t need wings to fly
A good roof flies on its own
Down to the bottom, up to the top