Ancestors’ Call

(aaahhh) (om

mani padme hum) The earth did shake,

the stone did cry

Underneath a heavy gray sky

Where the mountains used to guard our dreams

Now we search through broken beams

Find your way,

cross the veil

Let the wind

guide your sail

To the ancestors,

we call your name

Keep alive the quiet

flame (aaahhh)

In the dust

of Kathmandu

Ancestors, we call to you

Lift the weary,

heal the broken-hearted

Carry home the souls departed

Rise up,

rise up from the clay

(rise up) Guide us

to a brighter day

Through the cracks the light will shine

Held within the ancient line

We will rebuild, we will remain

Underneath

the mountain rain

(om

mani padme hum)