Nowadays the kindly ulemas are no longer kindly;
No longer kindly, no longer friendly,
No affection, bestowed tenderly,
No sweets, no sweet words,
No smiles, no free birds,
Because cages cages everywhere,
And shackles big, the people wear.
They are mean to babu, mean to me,
They say you and us, and no longer we.
They say Ramji ain't no God,
They just won't let us be.
Ramji ain't no God, Mathura no Pilgrimage
All too dear, God won't hear,
Cos the mighty king says,
"I should be feared"
Taxes taxes, more and more,
Double trouble,
No Ramleela, no more.
Babu says, no temples
Ma says, no Mathura
Kaka said no Jagat Nath,
Only fear.
It's hard to bear but God won't hear,
'Cos the mighty king says,
"I should be feared"
Keshav Ji is gone, He's gone,
Kaka Ji is also gone,
They said the mighty Ganesh
The giant lord,
Had trampled him, so odd so odd.
The mighty king had wanted so,
As the mighty king does love it so.
His face, the king would never show,
His face, the king, never ever shows.
What if….
I will not dare, ‘cos God won't hear,
As the mighty Zeb says,
"I should be feared"
Temples torn, Allah's glory worn
'Cos bhakti, they say,
The mighty Zeb does own.
In that tower, Zeb locked his sire,
As in his pain, Zeb stands to gain
Not me, not me, not my words, no no.
I only say what others say they know.
I cannot dare, 'cos God won't hear,
As the mighty Zeb says,
"I should be feared."
Fear fear fear and fear,
And not a God to pray,
Fear fear fear and fear,
It's always night, never day.
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