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The Song of Kwan Yin
Kwan Yin rides upon the seas
I feel her in the wind
Through my hair and body
Through her eyes I see.
She is a gentle, peaceful dove.
Kwan Yin is honored
Through grace and love.
Guan-Shih-Yin... Miao-Shan
Kuan-Shih-Yin P'u-Sa,
Bodhisattva in our land.
Violet flame
Where all is transformed
Kwan Yin, my angel
Divine mother reborn.
With arms out-stretched to you
Dressed in white
Laced with lavender-blue
She comforts you with prayer and Om's
Kwan Yin is your good luck charm.
She is a gentle, peaceful dove.
Kwan Yin is honored
Through grace and love.
Guan-Shih-Yin... Miao-Shan
Kuan-Shih-Yin-P'u-Sa
Bodhisattva in our land.
Violet flame
Where all is transformed
Kwan Yin, my angel
Divine mother reborn.
Kwan Yin is honored
Through grace and love.
... honored through grace and love.
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