Sannyasin bold

Words: Swami Vivekananda

Music: Naren

Wake up the note! the song that had its birth 

Far off, where worldly taint could never reach

In mountain caves and glades of forest deep 

Whose calm no sigh for lust or wealth or fame

 Could ever dare to break; where rolled the stream 

Of knowledge, truth, and bliss that follows both
Sing high that note

Sannyasin bold
Say Om tat sat Om  

Strike off thy fetters! Bonds that bind thee down 

Of shining gold or darker, baser ore 

Love, hate; good, bad; and all the dual throng 

Know, slave is slave, caressed or whipped, not free

 For fetters, though of gold, are not less strong to bind
Then off with them
Sing high that note

Sannyasin bold
Say Om tat sat Om

There is but One – The Free, The Knower
Self, self, self, self, self 

Without a name, without a form or
Stain, stain, stain, stain, stain 

In him is Maya, dreaming all this dream 

The Witness, He appears as nature, soul 

Know thou art That
Sing high that note

Sannyasin bold
Say Om tat sat Om