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letra de survive - l-fresh the lion

intro:
bolay so nihaal! sat sri akaal!
(whosoever responds shall be elated! the immortal lord is truth!)
dustaa noo chatkaavay
(he beheads the enemy)
khaalsay dee tegh challee naa jaavay
(no one can withstand the might of the khalsa’s (pure ones) sword)
vairiaa noo sodhaa laavay
(he will bring the enemy to justice)
ranugda daa gajdaa jaavay nihaal hojaavay
(he roars into the battlefield whilst being elated)
jo ayaa mahaa-kaal dee saran so nihaal! sat sri akaal!
(whosoever comes into the protection of the lord shall be elated! the immortal lord is truth!)

verse 1:
i recognise my people by face before i know the name
smile when we greet because we understand the same
share the same sight through eyes watered with pain
yet we hold tightly onto our faith and maintain
we speak on each other’s life
share mutual respect and connect because we’re one in the fight
knowing with insight that the battle will test
but we gotta stay ahead of the rest like playing chess
but understand you give what you get: a full circle
and love can be spread coz it’s felt universal
our blood separates us, by faith we’re connected
by strength we survive and by courage we’re respected
after we spoke we joke about the world’s fear
the most peace loving people with unshaven beards
and they wonder why we keep it, it’s no secret
our faith is the food for the soul so we need it
to survive

chorus:
where are you going?
said, where are you going to run to… to run to?
where are you going?
said, where are you going to run to…
to survive?

verse 2:
spiritual genocide and the war is in the mirror
how can life be sweet when you feel so bitter
i grit my t–th and dig deep
with so many questions on my mind, i miss sleep
but never lose sight of my dreams
i keep my faith close to my heart so the light’s a high beam
i raise my fist to the sky about as high as can be
and send a prayer out to all of my lions and queens
i bow my head to the guru that raised me
and pay respect to the saints coz your wisdom aids me
we went from fighting with words to fighting with swords
then surviving the times and now we’re fighting with minds
i feel the winds of change and it tends to amaze me
coming to terms with me means you can never change me
it ain’t easy but when you search you will find
that everything tends to p-ss like time
and so we survive

chorus

bridge:
{ everybody in the place with me
put your fists in the air where they’re meant to be } (x 4)

chorus

- l fresh the lion

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