Letra de Kukkuripa

I ​cleaned ​out ​the ​cast ​iron ​cooking ​pot ​and ​then
I ​placed ​it ​upon ​the ​hob ​I ​had ​turned ​on
The ​dishwater ​sizzled, ​it ​danced ​and ​it ​fizzled
The ​puddle ​did ​shrink, ​and ​I ​could ​not ​help ​but ​think
Of ​the ​thoughts ​that ​I ​have ​when ​I ​think ​I’m ​not ​thinking
It’s ​shrinking, ​but ​oh, ​it ​never ​seems ​to ​go
And ​then ​I ​woke ​up ​and ​the ​puddle ​had ​vanished
I ​picked ​up ​the ​pan ​and ​I ​burned ​my ​poor ​poor ​poor
And ​I’m ​making ​a ​meal
I’m ​making ​a ​meal
With ​what ​I ​have ​right ​here
I’m ​making ​a ​meal
You ​told ​me ​the ​story ​of ​when ​you ​had ​driven
Your ​teacher ​to ​town ​for ​an ​operation
They ​put ​him ​under, ​and ​when ​he ​came ​out
He ​was ​talking ​to ​you ​in ​the ​way ​high ​teachers ​do
He ​asked ​if ​you ​would ​partake ​of ​a ​meal ​in ​a ​restaurant
Before
You ​returned ​to ​your ​mountain ​home ​once ​more
And ​you ​said ​you’d ​eat ​what ​was ​put ​on ​the ​table
And ​he ​turned ​to ​you, ​and ​he ​said ​now ​that’s ​a ​good
That’s ​a ​good
That’s ​a ​good
Bodhisattva ​now!
That’s ​a ​good
I ​see ​Kukkuripa ​in ​the ​pixels ​you ​show
And ​I ​see ​your ​heart
As you ​drive ​through ​the ​snow
Careful ​yet ​bold
In ​our ​container ​we ​rocket ​along
Whatever ​you ​sing
Is ​a ​nourishing ​song
Kukkuripa ​loved ​his ​dog ​and ​he ​sang
That’s ​a ​good
That's a good
Bodhisattva ​now!
That’s ​a ​good