Shankara Testo

I got the Shankara CharyaIn the palm of my hand
It's hard to fathom
Not many will understand
I've been across the wilderness
My brain's been scorned
It's at my fingertips
I want to live on
It goes over in my head
Freedom
For my people
I pick up the phone
My God is that you
I try to leave a message
And I try to break through
It's at my fingertips
My brains been scorned
Everything is nothing
And I want to live on
It goes over in my head
Freedom
For my people