Lomanye paltsy, svyazannye ruki,
Mne by ne sorvatsya, mne by uvernutsya.
Zapahi opasny, v vozduhe povisli,
Eto ne sooblazny, prosto eto mysli (mysli).
Eto mysli, mysli-pirani,
Eto mysli po umolchanyu.
Eto mysli, mysli-pirani,
Eto mysli po umolchanyu.
Po dvizhenyu serdtsa, po signalu mozga,
Ya lomayu nervy, ya teryayu slyozy.
Tam komu-to muki, a komu tyulpany,
Mne zhe eti zvuki, zhadnye kapkany.
Eto mysli, mysli-pirani,
Eto mysli po umolchanyu.
Eto mysli, mysli-pirani,
Eto mysli po umolchanyu.
Lomanye paltsy, rezannye ruki,
Mne by ne boyatsya, mne by ne sognutsya.
V nebo povoroty, nado mnoi povisli,
Tak igrali noty, tak bezhali mysli.
Eto mysli, mysli-pirani,
Eto mysli po umolchanyu.
Eto mysli, mysli-pirani,
Eto mysli po umolchanyu.
Eto mysli, mysli-pirani,
Eto mysli po umolchanyu.
Eto mysli, mysli-pirani,
Eto mysli po umolchanyu.