Om~, om~ Will vanish grief
when the red-letter day befalls upon us
Om~, om~ and my way will guide me where
My hands will dart in a wild dance,
the head and eyes are squeezed
and the spine is changed into an armor, I will rock away,
in the Freedom City, the absolute legalize
And by nights we won't need a hotel
Waited for three years on our baggage for adventuring, but
I was putting off and making up mine mind and was believing that it waited for me
Chorus:
On my way to Amster, oh man, was I hurrying
Wanted to show up and land in your mist
But while I was waiting, I changed the way I lived
Look at whom I become, on my way to Amster,
on my way to Amsterdam
What things I did when I was drunk
Fraternizing with anybody
And becoming ill and conflicting
Got over the whole boozing and suddenly things started going
With ganja I was gentle and prudent
But even more so lazy, oh how it stupefied me
Panic attacks won't do me any well
'm not trying to be healthy, and not trying to be perfect
It's just that you can't stop me, when everything comes down on me
So I'm choosing a way to get it over with
Even such things as chips and calabashes
With my bike, I'm gonna stand here, near this coffee-shop
I bought a ring, gonna gift it to my chosen one, when I come back
Sorry, Amster, that I came here, but what's the point
I felt enough of the banned, I wanted drive, and now I'm driving to Van Gogh
Chorus:
On my way to Amster, oh man, was I hurrying
Wanted to show up and land in your mist
But while I was waiting, I changed the way I lived
Look at whom I become, on my way to Amster,
on my way to Amsterdam
And what if this is the right way to do things in life,
With sober head waking up in the morning
Who said that that's what holidays are meant to be for
Generation of idiotic clips and movies
Blind and dependent savage world of entertainment
Long time ago made us more tame and foolish
I tried and now can say for sure
The sober life does have much more allure
The day will come when I'll (come loose)
The day will come, I will come back
To savage world, on my way to
Chorus:
On my way to Amster, oh man, was I hurrying
Wanted to show up and land in your mist
But while I was waiting, I changed the way I lived
Look at whom I become, on my way to Amster,
on my way to Amsterdam
Amster, Amster, Amster
Where are you now, where are you, Amster
Amster, Amster, Amster
Where are you now, where are you