Ranasinghe Premadasa

Ranasinghe, O battlefield-lion!

Premadasa, O slave of love divine!

You come to everyone's door

With the Compassion and the Concern

Of the Lord Buddha.

Ranasinghe, O battlefield-lion!

Premadasa, O slave of love divine!

You are beckoning each and every soul.

You are satisfying each and every heart,

With your own unconditionally self-giving heart.


From:Sri Chinmoy,President Premadasa: Nectar-Bliss-Heart, Lion-Roar-Soul, Agni Press, 1990
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