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Himalayan Wanderer's Ballad 2 by Vikash

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Himalayan Wanderer's Ballad 2

folk,male vocals

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Lyrics
Description
(Verse 1)
Dusty helmet on the seat, map is worn and old
Leaving the city's hurried beat, for a story to be told
The 450's engine hums, a steady, eager friend
Underneath the rising sun, where the paved roads end
Prayer flags whisper on the breeze, secrets of the stone
Trading concrete for the trees, to finally be alone
(Chorus)
Oh, the rumble and the ride, on the roof of the whole world
With the mountains as my guide, and my spirit all unfurled
Through the valleys, deep and wide, past the streams of silver-grey
This Himalayan wanderer's ballad, is what my heart wants to say
Finding peace in every turn, and a fire in my soul
Let the engine roar and burn, making me feel whole
(Verse 2)
The trail is rough, the air is thin, a challenge in each crest
But there's a quiet strength within, putting me to the test
Stopped for chai in a tiny village, a place with no grand name
Just like a scene from Phulera's visage, a gentle, warming flame
Kids with smiles and curious eyes, an elder's knowing glance
Underneath these endless skies, you have to take a chance
(Chorus)
Oh, the rumble and the ride, on the roof of the whole world
With the mountains as my guide, and my spirit all unfurled
Through the valleys, deep and wide, past the streams of silver-grey
This Himalayan wanderer's ballad, is what my heart wants to say
Finding peace in every turn, and a fire in my soul
Let the engine roar and burn, making me feel whole
(Bridge)
Up at Khardung La, I stand, the bike is resting now
I can touch the clouds with my hand, and take a silent bow
It's not just the height or the view, it's a feeling in the air
A sense of what is pure and true, a release from every care
(Outro)
The engine cools, the sun dips low, painting the peaks in gold
This is the only life I know, a story brave and bold
Yeah, the wanderer's song, soft and low...
On the road to Leh... I'm finally home.