(Composição: Daniel Moore) Wash away my troubles, wash away my pain With the rain in Shambala Wash away my sorrow, wash away my shame With the rain in Shambala Ah, ooh, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ah, ooh, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Everyone is helpful, everyone is kind On the road to Shambala Everyone is lucky, everyone is so kind On the road to Shambala Ah, ooh, yeah Yea, yeah, yea, yeah, yeah Ah, ooh, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah How does your light shine In the halls of Shambala How does your light shine In the halls of Shambala I can tell my sister by the flowers in her eyes On the road to Shambala I can tell my brother by the flowers in his eyes On the road to Shambala Ah, ooh, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ah, ooh, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah How does your light shine In the halls of Shambala How does your light shine In the halls of Shambala Tell me how does your light shine In the halls of Shambala (Tell me how) How does your light shine In the halls of Shambala Ah, ooh, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ah, ooh, yeah On the road to Shambala Ah, ooh, yeah Shambala, la Ah, ooh, yeah On the road to Shambala
