Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jayrambati, artist - Trevor Hall. Album song Unpack Your Memories..., in the genre ИндиDate of issue: 26.03.2015
Record label: Vanguard
Song language: English
Jayrambati |
| Come child lay your head down |
| This river sings without sound |
| All of these things in your mind |
| Leave them behind |
| My mother’s village |
| Is inside |
| How can one leave her? |
| Mother of time |
| Come child eat of this fruit |
| All of me is for you |
| For you are my very own |
| Welcome, welcome home |
| My mother’s village |
| Is inside |
| How can one leave her? |
| Mother of time |
| Mother of the virtuous |
| Or mother of the wicked |
| We’re upon your lap here |
| And all of us are children |
| Poetry’s no use when describing who you are |
| Creator of the love that’s inside of my heart |
| Darker than the night, yeah, brighter than the sun |
| Higher than the mountains, deeper than the ocean |
| You keep the world turning |
| You’re an unseen power |
| I know not the time |
| Not the place, or the hour |
| Rising with the sun |
| Shine and setting with the moon |
| All your instruments are playing |
| All are perfectly in tune |
| Flowing with the water |
| And burning in the fire |
| My mama is the queen of this whole empire |
| As I sit back while I watch her play the part |
| As the beggar, as the king, as the thief, it’s her art |
| I am just a color in her unseen picture |
| A pen in her hand as she writes her scripture |
| My mother’s village |
| Is inside |