[singer B] Yeah. The Absolute Truth. Vrindavan streets. Let the tabla speak. (Dha dhin dhin dha) Let's go. Four-headed Brahma lookin' down from the sky, Thought he could test the Supreme, so he gave it a try. Stole the calves and the boys, put 'em deep in a cave, Tried to trap the Deliverer, the One who came to save. But how you gonna blind the blazing sun with a spark? How you gonna keep the Lord of Vraja in the dark? He just smiled at the illusion that the demigod spun, The Lila was in motion, yeah, the play had begun. Absolute Truth walkin' barefoot in the sand! Holding all creation in the palm of His hand! They thought He was a boy, just a cowherd youth, But He’s the source of everything, the Ultimate Truth! [melodic transition] [singer B] In the blink of an eye, He expanded His form, To weather out the mystic illusionary storm. Became every single calf, became every single child, Walkin' back to the village, lookin' innocent and mild. For a whole trip around the sun, the mothers gave love, A million times purer than the heavens above. Brahma bowed down, put his helmets at His feet. Where the pure devotees and the Absolute meet. Let the beat ride out. Chant the names, lift 'em high. Hare Krishna, Hare Rama, let your spirit fly! Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna! Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare! Hare Rama, Hare Rama! Rama Rama, Hare Hare!
