(3)Don’t Be Angry. (4)Compassion. (5)It’s Great To Give. (6)He’s Here For You and Me. (7)Pass It On. (1)THE BODHISATTVA

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(3)Don’t Be Angry

Lyrics: Imee Ooi Music: Woon Yoke Fun

If you’re angry

You’ll make yourself

An ugly little child, ugly little child

Put on a smile

And cheer up

Make your daddy and mummy proud

La la la la la la la la

Anger scares your friends away

La la la la la la la la

So smile and brighten up your day

(4)Compassion

Lyrics: Imes Ooi Music: Woon Yoke Fun

Praise the Lord, Lord Buddha

Embrace the world

With compassion

Praise the Lord, Lord Buddha

Maha karuniko natho

Hitaya sabbapaninam”

Translation

The Lord, the Great Compassion

For welfare of all beings

(5)It’s Great To Give

Lyrics/Music: Daniel Yeo

It’s great to give, it’s a blessing to be able to give

It’s better for you to give than to always receive

Just like the Buddha, he perfected the act of giving

I wish one day too, I’ll be like Him

(6)He’s Here For You and Me

Lyrics/Music: Daniel Yeo

If you have a problem

Don’t worry, hand it over to the Buddha

Just listen to Him and you will see the light

To all the darkness and miseries

Gautama Buddha, He’s here for you and me

By your side

Day and night

Rain and shine

Gautama Buddha, He’s here for you and me

Welcome Him to our hearts Till eternity

Gautama Buddha, He’s here

(7)Pass It On

Lyrics: Daniel Yeo Music: Imee Ooi

There is a gift from lord Buddha

I like to share with my family

Share it with my friends

And take it around the world

and share it with all beings

Pass it on, pass it on

Let the Buddha’s wisdom stay on

Pass it on, Pass it on

Let the Buddha’s love spread on

Pass it on, pass it on

Let the Buddha’s teaching goes on and on

(1)THE BODHISATTVA

Sujatha Hettiarachchi Victor Wee

Let me a pure white lotus be

Unfolding in Samsara’s stream,

Let all the gloom of misery

Be gathered in my lotus dream;

Let each dew drop that studded lie

On each white radiant fold,

Reflect the mercy of the law

That turns death’s bliss to gold.

Let every wave that tumbles down,

Their curled slim of wrath, repair

To lotus roots of dusky brown,

In my compassion’s bounty share;

Let every sparks of vengeance rowed

Round lotus stalks entwine.

And greed and lies transformed by love

In lotus heart enshrine.

When each life drop has sped away

Across my pure white lily door

When I have drained all sorrow may

I speed to deck that lustless floor.

Let every petal softly fold,

In summer’s golden shine

Retreat to claim the splendid prize

Nirvana’s joy last Mine!

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