Under the sacred Bo-tree
Whilst Good and ill warring He
For victory held the world enthrall
Sat he who left worldly joys.
Earth shook and mighty forest
Trembled like slender reeds
Thunder pealed and monstrous form
Of fear and pain revealed.
Chorus: La la la
To bless us all
There came a blessed morning
The sun rose radiantly
A bliss denied to none
Around his seat the flowers sprang
Sweet music filled the air
And every being came with joy
To pray to the Lord Buddha there.
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