Ayyo, My soul is yearning, to 'scape this pain that is burning calling Krishna's grace when I wake up in the morning singing maha mantra just to rid me of my karma asking father whether I've fulfilled my own dharma but Kali Yuga avataram's coming, no escape from or stopping the sinning, so I can't run away from theres always a time you think of ending your life You try to find a new life so you sing to the night its a lone song spoken to God and thats peaceful does Krishna care enough, give hope to these people? but your faith's getting tested, you wonder if He's there are my prayers getting answered, does he even care? and you start to despair, I see the stressing in the air but there'll never be a time where we're never to exist its a cycle of death, this mortal body dismissed Man is made by belief. He believes, so he is, this is
Five thousand years back, in the kurukshetra Krishna , you laid the path to liberation. Never submit to the maya of the senses A pure existence is in Krishna consciousness. Nineteen years passed, and Im wondering Wondering about this world that Im living in. Paramatma, show me the way to moksha And cleanse me from my misgivings and actions. I pray to you, with the highest devotion The strongest emotion, without hesitation. Vasudeva, where ever you are Listen to my prayers and please answer my call. Cuz Im on a search for the Ultimate Truth And my guider is you, the only Absolute Truth.
[Chorus: Ram K]
[Verse 3: Vivek R]
They say theres something between this sacred silence and bliss so you burn away my body just my soul exists but we're puppets on strings playing material things being born as a beggar, the next day as a king O king of dharma Krishna only you know good action Karma biting my back this is actions reaction but living on this earth I finding it lacking compassion and evil factions wage war, quick to killing and action crusaders from the past replaced by modern invaders terrorists and cowards hide in caves and they hate us you really think God's fine with killing and suicide mixed up in a melting pot, our paths to collide Hindus, Christians, Muslims, and Jews theres more in this life than what differ in views, so let us sing for our God and in this rap that I wrote Let's praise his all til we drop, just his name from our throats, CMONTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
