The crowd is standing still
on the downfalling field
there is no sun it seems this world is ill
it's out of dirt and mud
they are standing kneedeep in the morast they are like frozen like internal numb
some sank deep inside
they dig their nails into their neighbors
they try to pull out but theres no hope inside
except the distant groan
there´s only silence in the air and we start praying to the almighty Lord
please send us our rescue
a person like you
who knows where's the light what means life what is love
please send us our rescue
who shows what to to
'cause we have no guidance in this strive to above
yes we´ll praise him as good as the Lord cause we know
he must be dear to you
please send us our rescue
'cause he´s the only way to the truth
suddenly through the silence reaches a sound
and all the frozen people are turning around
what is coming there from a distant world it seems like music it seems like unbelievable joy
they cannot trust their eyes they´ve never seen this before
it's a singing man in a safran robe
he is dancing wild
with hundreds others of him
and everybody smiles and they scream in between
they seem to glide over the mud
they seem to shine like the sun
the safran man in the middle who leads the party
he sings wholehearted and increases the speed
he dances into the crowd with the face full of joy
and at one point he keeps standing rigth in front of a boy
he looks deep in his eyes
he gives short heavy speech: "Stop rotting under mayas spell, I know what you will therefore need!
I give you the Maha Mantra
this is a trancendental sound"
and suddenly there is happening something
really far out...
the boy is lifting up
from this dirty muddy place
and he starts flying in the air like a man in the space
he is smiling
he is crying
and all the stillstanding people think he´s dying
the boy joins the singers and he touches their feet
and with tears in his eyes he feels the first time relieved
one after one the Safran Man touches all the people
on the downfalling field
there is no sun it seems this world is ill
it's out of dirt and mud
they are standing kneedeep in the morast they are like frozen like internal numb
some sank deep inside
they dig their nails into their neighbors
they try to pull out but theres no hope inside
except the distant groan
there´s only silence in the air and we start praying to the almighty Lord
please send us our rescue
a person like you
who knows where's the light what means life what is love
please send us our rescue
who shows what to to
'cause we have no guidance in this strive to above
yes we´ll praise him as good as the Lord cause we know
he must be dear to you
please send us our rescue
'cause he´s the only way to the truth
suddenly through the silence reaches a sound
and all the frozen people are turning around
what is coming there from a distant world it seems like music it seems like unbelievable joy
they cannot trust their eyes they´ve never seen this before
it's a singing man in a safran robe
he is dancing wild
with hundreds others of him
and everybody smiles and they scream in between
they seem to glide over the mud
they seem to shine like the sun
the safran man in the middle who leads the party
he sings wholehearted and increases the speed
he dances into the crowd with the face full of joy
and at one point he keeps standing rigth in front of a boy
he looks deep in his eyes
he gives short heavy speech: "Stop rotting under mayas spell, I know what you will therefore need!
I give you the Maha Mantra
this is a trancendental sound"
and suddenly there is happening something
really far out...
the boy is lifting up
from this dirty muddy place
and he starts flying in the air like a man in the space
he is smiling
he is crying
and all the stillstanding people think he´s dying
the boy joins the singers and he touches their feet
and with tears in his eyes he feels the first time relieved
one after one the Safran Man touches all the people
and they start moving and dancing and flying into the sky
and everybody gets high forever and ever
and this is just because of your endeavour
after some time the mashy field is empty
the Kirtan is moving on
to the next field of suffering
because the SafranMan desires to deliver them all
after endless singing
after endless dancing the boy had a realization
he got all his good abilities
because of Maharaja's dedication
the boy promises to thank him
by being inspired and humble
by trying to spread the Holy Name
in short by following his example
and everybody gets high forever and ever
and this is just because of your endeavour
after some time the mashy field is empty
the Kirtan is moving on
to the next field of suffering
because the SafranMan desires to deliver them all
after endless singing
after endless dancing the boy had a realization
he got all his good abilities
because of Maharaja's dedication
the boy promises to thank him
by being inspired and humble
by trying to spread the Holy Name
in short by following his example
This song was for the Vyasapuja 2009. When I made the recordings for this CD, I met Roman from Belgium, a professional bratsche player, who had a concert in Leipzig. When I told him that I´m writing songs and just preparing a CD for Kadamba Kanana Swami, he was immediately inspired to drive the 80km to Chemnitz, to make some recordings for three hours and it was finished...Thank you very much!
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