sobota, 25 lutego 2012

Oddychaj - Breathe


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When the day is somewhat grey
And even time misses the point
In flowing
Through this fog of spleen
Where the hump brings you down
Towards the galloping night
And all the beats bare their fangs

But they'll have to deal with a knight
Who needs no time at all to win
Love
Truth
Simplicity
And the twenty connected breaths
Will make all the dragons scram
And you
With the sword-virtue raised
Will just keep singing
Om Namaha Shivaya Om

Though death is all around you
Illnesses
Wars
Sufferings
Your thought positive
Your thought creative
Through yourself
Will enact Heaven on Earth

Soon
All the fears and worries
Will die a miserable death
Love
Truth
Simplicity
And the twenty connected breaths
Will make all the dragons scram
And you
With the sword-virtue raised
Will just keep singing
Om Namaha Shivaya Om

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