Once conceived in the mind
Always there when I am on the earthly grind
Pure and true to the last thought
It's the subconscious, or a message divine
Lost in the moment of sadness
Giving into Wine
Is it the subconscious, or a preacher divine
Once laid to rest, the doubt
You'll always believe, whatever they scream and shout
Jai Mata Rani
Bless the Good
Jai Mata Rani
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