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Govinda! Damodara! Madhaveti! He Krishna! He Yadava! He Sakheti!
The well I drank from has run dry; the river bed has moved over years,
Now cell phones ring instead of bells; the sacred hill has almost disappeared.
Prayers and ashes at the river’s edge, drifting side by side;
sun rises over new hotels; sages close their eyes…
(chorus) My heart, flows like a river to the sea,
May it always be, may it always be
A river of grace flows through me,
May it always be, may it always be
Will I always be a stranger here, in the heart of sacred beauty?
You say this road can lead me home, so I’m following your footprints in the sand.
I see the chaos and the barren trees, maybe I am blind,
crowds of people falling to their knees, is this place divine?

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