State of Independence

State of life, may I live? May I love?

Coming out the sky, I name me a name

Coming out-silver word-what it is

It is the very nature of the sound the game

Siamese, Indionese. To Tibet treat the life

As a game, if you please

(Hey)

Coming up, Carabi, this sense of freedom

Derives from a mediative state

Movin’ on, ‘believe’ that’s it, call it magic

Third world, it is, I only guessed it

Shablam idi shablam ida

Shablam idi shablam ida

Shablam idi shablam ida

Shot to the soul-the flame of Oroladin

The essence of the word

The ‘state of independence’

Sounds like a signal from you

Bring me to meet your sound

And I will bring you to my heart

Love like a signal you call

Touching my body, my soul

Bring to me, you to meet me here

Home be the temple of your heart

Home be the body of your love

Just like holy water to my lips

(hey, hey)

Yes I do know how I survive

(yes I do know) know why I’m alive

To love and be with you

Day by day by day by day

(hey, hey)

Say-aye yaya oh

(yayah yaya oh)

‘be the sound of higher love’ today

(yayah)

(hey, hey)

Time, time again, it is said

We will hear, we will see

See it all-in his wisdom-hear

His truth will abound the land

This truth will abound the land

This state of independence shall be

This state of independence shall be

Time, time again, it is said

We will hear, we will see

See it all-in his wisdom-hear

His truth will abound the land

This truth will abound the land

This state of independence shall be

This state of independence shall be

This state of independence shall be

This state of independence shall be

This state of independence shall be

This state of independence shall be