Tonight as I lay on the boxcar Just waiting for a train to pass by What will become of the hobo When his time comes to die There's a Master up yonder
Transcendental mama travels Feet barely touch the ground Time don't mean a thing Except that the world goes around Meditation woman Rather walk than
The fiery sun of my passions Evaporates the love lakes of my soul Clouds my thoughts and rains you into existence As I take flight on bolts of lighting
in moments of meditation I ask God why someone like I should be so richtly blessed While some who speaks his name so true and hungry and distressed Then his voice is silent in my meditation
Quem acreditou No amor, no sorriso, na flor Entao sonhou, sonhou E perdeu a paz O amor, o sorriso e a flor Se transformam depressa demais Quem no coracao
words and music by Arlo Guthrie Loving in golden temples, my love Is flowing on heavenly seas The silent commands and heard throughout the lands And
The never changing world It's good It's good, it's good It's good, it's good Transcendental meditation Transcendental meditation can Emancipate the
I can't quit her She got a hold on me She got her hand on my soul I can't quit her 'Cause I see her face everywhere I go In the city streets, in the
In my loneliness When you're gone and I'm all by myself And I need your caress I just think of you And the thought of you holding me near Makes my loneliness
is just a dream that cannot last When the magic of this mood has passed So, I sit in meditation Trying to pretend, this mood will never end Lost in meditation
Estoy tan pensativa, tan sumergida, olvidando respirar. Y veo que al dejar afuera al mundo, yo me empiezo a encontrar. Estoy tan convencida de este sentido
In my loneliness when you're gone And I'm all by myself and I need your caress I just think of you and the thought of you holding me near Makes my loneliness
Tonight as I lay on a boxcar just waiting for a train to pass by What will become of the hobo whenever his time comes to die Has the Master up yonder
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I have often dreamed of a far off place Where a hero's welcome would be waiting for me Where the crowds will cheer when they see my face And a voice keeps