LAYLA, LAYLA

1. The eyes of baby behold everything from under
The eyes of a young man behold his lover's face with wonder
The eyes of an old man look upon the flowing river
What of those whose eyes are one? They leave this wheel forever.

CHO: Layla, layla, this world is but a game.
Winners lose and losers win, and the game is still the same.
Layla, Layla, this life is but a play;
Those who say don't know and those who know don't say.

2. Where is the man who in his heart can really feel it?
Can he feel it in his heart and then can he reveal it?
Let him sit and sing, and face the flowing river
Snakes and arrows cannot go where sound remains forever.

Chorus

3.How can a man accept life who cannot accept dying?
How can a man achieve his purpose without ever trying?
How can a man have courage who cannot as well be tender?
He who wins is he who is learning to surrender.

4. Where is the man who in his heart can really feel it?
Can he feel it in his heart and then can he reveal it?
Let him sit and sing, and let his heart be gladder
Chants to God until the masquerade no longer matters.

Last Chorus: Layla Layla, this world is but a game
Winners lose and losers win,
And the game is still the same
Layla Layla, this life is but a play
God will not forget the one who sings his name.