Tattva, acintya bheda bheda tattva
Like the flower and the scent of summer,
Like the sun and the shine,
Well the truth may come in strange disguises
Send the message to your mind.
Tattva, acintya bheda bheda tattva
At the moment that you wake from sleeping
And you know ití‚´s all a dream,
Well the truth may come in strange disguises
Never knowing what it means.
Tattva, acintya bheda bheda tattva
For you shall be tomorrow,
Like you have been today,
If this was never ending,
What more can you say?