Luyện nghe bài hát Chamunda Temple Stampede

Darshan goddess, at her throne
3:45 AM, no way could have known
Ancient holy site, we pay our homage
And to your honor we will solemnly

under the feet, of countless rushing devotees
Lungs for breath, while standing in the massive queue

Follow the crowd, the avowed, to the temple gates, single file, to the deity within
Follow the crowd, the thousands avowed, to the temple gates, single file, 'til the panic sets in

Final count of 148, hardly a drop of blood was seen on the gate
No way to escape the crushing tide
the crowd beckons you it's up to you to decide
Find own path out - you'll find out what you're all about

Crushed under the feet, of countless devotees
gasping for breath, while standing in the massive queue

Follow the crowd, the thousands avowed, to the temple gates, single file, to the within
Follow the crowd, your own life avowed, to the bitter fall, single file, 'til the soul inside is

Temple Stampede