L-FRESH The LION - Survive lyrics

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L-FRESH The LION - Survive lyrics

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 teeth 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 pa** 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

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