Coming out the sky, I name me a name

Coming out-silver word-what it is
It is the very nature of the sound the game
Siamese, Indionese. To Tibet treat the life
As a game, if you please

Coming up-Carabi-this sense of freedom
Derives from a medative State

Movin' on, 'believe' that's it, call it magic
Third world, it is, I only guessed it

Shablam idi Shablam ida
Shablam idi Shablam ida
Shablam idi Shablam ida

Shot to the soul-the flame of Oroladin
The essence of the word
The 'State Of Independance'

Sounds like a signal from you
Bring me to meet your sound
And I will bring to you my heart

Love like a signal you call
Touching my body my soul
Bring to me, you to meet me here

Home be the temple of your heart
Home be the body of your love
Just like Holy water to my lips

Yes I do know how I survive
(Yes I do know) know why I'm alive
To love and be with you
Day by day by day by day

Say-Aye yaya oh
'Be the sound of higher love' today

Time, time again, it is said
We will hear, we will see
See it all-in his wisdom-hear
His truth will abound the land
This truth will abound the land
This State of independance shall be
This State of independance shall be