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the butter thieves - golden age كلمات الأغنية

brothers and sisters
the fighters and peacemakers
children of the revolution
the shakers and the movers

pick up your instruments
and beat on your drum
raise your voices
the change has begun

you can heard in the river
you can read it on the page
the stories and the scriptures
of the golden age

gaura hari bol
gaura hari bol
gaura hari bol
nitai gaura hari bol

as i babble out of babylon
singing out a sacred song
giving thanks and prayers
i’m living fast like ramadan
slowing down my breathing
giving sp_ce for healing
brilliant like a million suns
chant the name with feeling

prophecy foretold
from the miner’s of gold
seekers of ancient wisdom
from the days of old

this is the death of your ego
let go of your past life
the process is the goal
to surrender to the most high

gaura hari bol
gaura hari bol
gaura hari bol
nitai gaura hari bol

i wanna break free
from the chains
to shed my skin of pain
the pain of seeing me and god
as something separate
time to let go of the past
and also integrate
all the lessons that
have led me to where
i am now today

and tomorrow it will change
i have no way to predict
so i stay in present moment
as i walk the beauty way

calling my ancestors
of earth and ether
its the way back to the truth
as we walk with each other

preaching through the speakers
make you a believer
baptized in the sound waves of
transcendental time sp_ce

drop the mantra in your brain
we are not one and the same
sri guru gauranga
the bringers of the golden age
spirit speaks
through the humble and meek
answers come
the equation to peace

now you say hallelujah
and i say hari bol
from zion to vrindavan
everybody sing along

gaura hari bol
gaura hari bol
gaura hari bol
nitai gaura hari bol

- the butter thieves

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