Chit- (instrumental) B.G.


Blues of pig in ears (BG/George)

When I was alive,
I was like a smoke
And the smoke of the six snows
Then was young too.
Near blue rocks 
I upward fell
At that time, as the green god
In glimmer of centuries
Was looking for himself.

I returned home,
And my beloved corpse
Asked me, "What were you doing 
When you were alive?
I knew the secret:
My brother skeleton
Confessed to me once 
That long ago already him 
Is not in the world.

You hear me,
You have a pig in ears
You will not understand what for
I sing you this;
But there is flower,
And there is sand,
And for what flower in the sand
You will not understand till coffin board.





"Ananda"
Альбом "From that side mirror glass"
Альбомы Б.Г.
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