Idioma Origen:
Words are flowing out
Like endless rain into a paper cup
They slither while they pass
They slip away across the Universe
Pools of sorrow waves of joy
Are drifting through my open mind
Possessing and caressing me
Jai guru deva, om
Nothing?s going to change my world
Nothing?s going to change my world
Images of broken light
Which dance before me like a million eyes
They call me on and on across the Universe
Thoughts meander like a restless wind
Inside a letter box
They tumble blindly as they make their way
Across the Universe
Nothing?s going to change my world
Nothing?s going to change my world
Nothing?s going to change my world
Nothing?s going to change my world
Nothing?s going to change my world
Nothing?s going to change my world
Nothing?s going to change my world
Nothing?s going to change my world
Jai guru deva
Jai guru deva
Jai guru deva
Jai guru deva
om
Idioma Destino:
Words are flowing out
Like endless rain into a paper cup
They slither while they pass
They slip away across the Universe
Pools of sorrow waves of joy
Are drifting through my open mind
Possessing and caressing me
Jai guru deva, om
Nothing?s going to change my world
Nothing?s going to change my world
Images of broken light
Which dance before me like a million eyes
They call me on and on across the Universe
Thoughts meander like a restless wind
Inside a letter box
They tumble blindly as they make their way
Across the Universe
Nothing?s going to change my world
Nothing?s going to change my world
Nothing?s going to change my world
Nothing?s going to change my world
Nothing?s going to change my world
Nothing?s going to change my world
Nothing?s going to change my world
Nothing?s going to change my world
Jai guru deva
Jai guru deva
Jai guru deva
Jai guru deva
om