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My Own Splendour - Prakash/Mooji Mala.lrc

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[00:00.431]With the pincers of truth
[00:03.096]I have plucked from the dark corners of my heart
[00:07.249]The thorn of many judgments.
[00:10.619]I sit in my own splendor.
[00:15.373]Wealth or pleasure,
[00:17.960]Duty or discrimination,
[00:21.617]Duality or nonduality,
[00:24.830]What are they to me?
[00:27.547]What is yesterday,
[00:29.453]Tomorrow,Or today?
[00:33.189]What is space,or eternity?
[00:37.708]I sit in my own radiance.
[00:44.187]What is the Self,
[00:45.989]Or the not-Self?
[00:49.228]What is thinking,
[00:50.613]Or not thinking?
[00:53.669]What is good or evil?
[00:57.483]I sit in my own splendor.
[01:02.942]I sit in my own radiance,
[01:05.555]And I have no fear.
[01:09.264]Waking,Dreaming,Sleeping,
[01:13.757]What are they to me?
[01:16.108]Or even ecstasy?
[01:19.034]What is far or near,
[01:21.803]Outside or inside,
[01:24.833]Gross or subtle?
[01:28.151]I sit in my own splendor.
[01:33.088]Dissolving the mind,
[01:35.151]Or the highest meditation,
[01:38.469]The world and all its works,
[01:41.787]Life or death,
[01:44.216]What are they to me?
[01:46.802]I sit in my own radiance.
[01:52.967]Why talk of wisdom,
[01:55.710]The three ends of life,
[01:58.557]Or oneness?
[02:00.987]Why talk of these
[02:04.330]Now I live inside my heart.
文本歌词
With the pincers of truth
I have plucked from the dark corners of my heart
The thorn of many judgments.
I sit in my own splendor.
Wealth or pleasure,
Duty or discrimination,
Duality or nonduality,
What are they to me?
What is yesterday,
Tomorrow,Or today?
What is space,or eternity?
I sit in my own radiance.
What is the Self,
Or the not-Self?
What is thinking,
Or not thinking?
What is good or evil?
I sit in my own splendor.
I sit in my own radiance,
And I have no fear.
Waking,Dreaming,Sleeping,
What are they to me?
Or even ecstasy?
What is far or near,
Outside or inside,
Gross or subtle?
I sit in my own splendor.
Dissolving the mind,
Or the highest meditation,
The world and all its works,
Life or death,
What are they to me?
I sit in my own radiance.
Why talk of wisdom,
The three ends of life,
Or oneness?
Why talk of these
Now I live inside my heart.