Baba Ran
Now is the time for leaving
When the trees are red
In the future's grieving
Selfishness is dead
Too many souls are sleeping
Now that Maya rules
Forlorn and desperate weeping
In ever deepening pools
The coming of hope's winning
In this terrible game
Keeps the righteous grinning
Wondering at her name
She is the starlight shining
She is the blazing sun
She is the lover pining
She the victorious one
Praise her gentle loving
Praise her constant care
Her essence overhovering
Earth's crying child laid bare
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