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



Coming up-Carabi-this sense of freedom

Derives from a medative 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 Independance'



Sounds like a signal from you

Bring me to meet your sound

And I will bring to you 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



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



Say-Aye yaya oh

'Be the sound of higher love' today



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 independance shall be

This State of independance shall be