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Guru's of Peace

...What are u waiting for another day another dawn,
Someway we have to find a new way to peace
What are you waiting for another sign another call,
Someday we have to find a new way to peace

An ultimate classic by ARR from the Vande Mataram Album. The Godly voice of Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan with the magical composition of ARR. Almost a divine voyage in to heart of music. Almost everything...


Keshi said…
true...what r we waiting for?

Nirek said…
thats a lovely poem. hope to see your poem gets rendered in ARR's music soon ;)
Ghost Particle said…
[Satu!] ...its the chorus from ARR's song...Guru's of Peace. Superb music.

[Keshi] Probably well wait until everyones dead before we realize everyone is dead. :p
kiraN said…
i luv this song.. :)
S.Karthikeyan said…
I can't avoid humming Poralae ponnuthai, pogira pokil manasai... when I here this song.
Oh Rahman is just a genious n so was Nusrat...Those words r great...Nice reminder! :)
Ghost Particle said…
[Kiron] Yes, its an amazing song. thx.

[Karthi] Same composition, the tamil one is haunting and beautiful.

[Scribz] its superb...have to listen to it evryday.

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