Luyện nghe bài hát Icomudro: Hymn to the Atman

Run a path to nowhere, everything is all
You could have a pleasant if Summer had no Fall
Treat yourself so gently though the is often hard
Man is not a God it seems, who holds the card
Close your eyes and feel the darkness, and hear the sound,
We catch a glimpse of all the life that is around,
The man is not alive who knows the of his soul,
And when our lives are pulled away, there's more to the hole

I wonder what you'd think if all the didn't come,
For growing old is only going back to you're from

Far beyond our senseless there lies a core of gold
Where essence of the child is waiting in the old,
The Master is well conceived, it's there for all to see
And each day that is spent in thought is living
Reach into the depths of being, beyond the years,
is lost in stillness, where there are no hopes and fears,
Linger in the void, and like a beacon in the
Purity will fill soul with ever-present light

Everything you've is waiting patiently within
For growing old is only back to where you've been