Opio (english Translation) Songtext / Lyric

Opium is the flower of laziness,
until I become only existence.
The smoke of milk, like lowing cattle,
slowly spreading the flavour of the universe.
The one who does nothing fears nothing
and from the terrestrial you will know the heavens
a dark entitlement to what is delightful,
will be a dream or a lie.

The most trivial things become fundamental,
eliminating patterns of chance.
As if the wind is stirred without encouragement
listen to my song's disclosures.

Opium is the flower of laziness,
until I become only existence.
The smoke of milk, like lowing cattle,
slowly spreading the flavour of the universe.
Huddled in a lair
like a besieged animal,
worn out by tiredness
and the weight of my eyelids.

The most trivial things become fundamental,
eliminating patterns of chance.
As if the wind is stirred without encouragement
listen to my song's disclosures.

Splinters of air,
indecipherable arcanum.
In my garden of delights
I belong to the breeze.
I inhale the fog
that floats in the Ganges,
the oil of incense
will be our consolation.