Travelling on a chariot called life afar.
When I'm not sure how to fight,
My Lord, you will show the path, right.
You the Supreme, My lord, be my charioteer,
For I can face all kinds of strife forever
Through the struggles of life's battle,
For all hidden and fierce challenges are gentle.
When you steer, I'll have pride,
Will fight all my enemies, even if they hide.
For all my struggles, you are my only guide,
In your name I shall forever abide.
A wonderful creation from your grace, the earth,
Kali has taken over, there is no peace, only his wrath.
Arrogance, greed, fame, competition are man's disgrace,
betrayal, Lust, richness are weed, truth has no place.
I submit myself at your divine lotus feet,
For each of your disciples, you will greet.
Giving everyone a place without caste or race.
My Life's only ambition is to get your grace.
Hare Ram, Hare Ram,
Ram Ram Hare, Hare,
Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna,
Krishna, Krishna Hare Hare....
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
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