When I came you had already sailed away
I forgot that you are a steamer
I myself gave you this sea of love
And it turned to ice
Where are you sailing my roof
In which rivers to which seas
What stern does wave after wave beat
I'm swimming after you, flying after you
And I want to find what I have lost
I need to catch up to catch up
And the soul flies in search of a roof
To the very bottom, to the very top
HaliGaliKrishna
HaliGaliRama
TraleeRoofRoof
Where will you be tomorrow
Where will you be tomorrow
Tuta or tama
HaliGaliKrishna
HaliGaliRama
People are furious with vodka, people are furious with fat
People always think one thing
People poke in the back their fingers burn
And shit drips into your shoes
But I don't care because it's their shit
This is their problem and I don't care
And with my tail lifted I fly after you
I'm awfully dumb, very dumb
But I can find what I could lose
I don't need wings to fly
A good roof flies by itself
And to the very bottom and to the very top
HaliGaliKrishna
HaliGaliRama
TraleeRoofRoof
Where will you be tomorrow
Where will you be tomorrow
Tuta or tama
HaliGaliKrishna
HaliGaliRama