Bharathi was a Hindu. But his spirituality was not limited. He sang to the Hindu deities, and at the same time he wrote songs of devotion to Jesus Christ and Allah.

Sen tàn cúc lại nở hoa,
Sầu dài ngày ngắn đông đà sang xuân.

Sengcan: I am riddled with sickness. Please absolve me of my sin.
Huike: Bring your sin here and I will absolve you.
Sengcan [after a long pause]: When I look for my sin, I cannot find it.
Huike: I have absolved you. You should live by the Buddha, the Dharma, and the Sangha.

Dancing and singing were always like games to me. I sang constantly.

I sang with the simplicity of a sixteen-year-old girl whose mind is uncluttered by prejudices. I never had any, I'm not a conformist.

Đi một ngày đàng, học một sàng khôn.

Khen ai khéo vẽ cảnh tiêu sơ.

Sen tàn cúc lại nở hoa,
Sầu dài ngày ngắn đông đà sang xuân.

With the troubled eyes of a youth
I envied
Birds flying—
Flying they sang.

Bharathi was a Hindu. But his spirituality was not limited. He sang to the Hindu deities, and at the same time he wrote songs of devotion to Jesus Christ and Allah.

In New York I heard A Piece of Ground, written by a white South African, Jeremy Taylor. I modified it a little and sang it myself. That song is very special to me because it deals with the land question in southern Africa. We were dispossessed of our land.

J. R. Puri & T. R. Shangari: Bulleh Shah, The Love-Intoxicated Iconoclast, Radha Soami Satsang Beas, Amritsar, India, 1986

¡Que no quiero verla!Dile a la luna que venga,
que no quiero ver la sangre
de Ignacio sobre la arena.¡Que no quiero verla!

Isaac A. Ezekiel: Sarmad, Martyr to Love Divine, Radha Soami Satsang Beas Publishers, Delhi, 1st edition, 2005

Oumou Sangare embodies this alluring dichotomy like no one else. She’s the epitome of tough femininity; beautiful, elegant, determined, independent, talented…and, well, hard

I'm not a political singer. I don't know what the word means. People think I consciously decided to tell the world what was happening in South Africa. No! I was singing about my life, and in South Africa we always sang about what was happening to us — especially the things that hurt us.