Guardians of Gajaga

(aaahhh) Through the mist of the hills,

he walked in grace

A giant of honor,

time cannot erase

Nadungamuwe Raja, a nation's quiet king

Bearing the relic while the temple bells ring

And the earth feels the weight

of the history we hold

In the silver and gold (hooo)

Walk with the pride of the ancient soil

Through the centuries of devotion and toil

Carry the light of a sacred grace Forever engraved in this holy

place

Under the canopy

of a thousand burning flames

The streets of Kandy echo with the historic names

Devotion in step, the trumpet shell blows

As the stream of our heritage

steadily flows

This is the legacy

left in the clay

A lineage of spirits that won't fade away

From the roar of the ocean to the mountain peak high

Our story is written

under the tropical sky

Walk with the pride of the ancient soil Through the centuries of

devotion and toil

Carry the light of a sacred grace Forever engraved in this holy

place (hummmmm)