“Do Whatever You Want (Phantoms of Youth)“ By Uncle Buddhist

Taken from the 2018 Uncle Buddhist album “City Tibetan“. Read the full post here: “Do Whatever You Want (Phantoms of Youth)“ By Uncle Buddhist The sky above our heads casts dark clouds The earth beneath our feet reeks of putrid mud Yet the steeds of our desire and hate rear up, untamed With our fickle, fluctuating temperaments The phantoms of youth are like fleeting illusions! Though our speech may sound faint We have not forsaken our courage Though our livelihoods are poor We have not forfeited our dreams In this stinking, pigsty-like environment We sow dreams as the lotus flowers in mud