Tattva, acintya bheda bheda tattva

Like the flower and the scent of summer,
Like the sun and the shine,
Well the truth may come in strange disguises
Send the message to your mind.

Tattva, acintya bheda bheda tattva

At the moment that you wake from sleeping
And you know it´s all a dream,
Well the truth may come in strange disguises
Never knowing what it means.

Tattva, acintya bheda bheda tattva

For you shall be tomorrow,
Like you have been today,
If this was never ending,
What more can you say?

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Writer(s): ALONZA BEVAN, CRISPIAN MILLS, JAY DARLINGTON, PAUL WINTER-HART