Love Song Mashup by Sangay Thinley Gyeltshen (Baby Floyd) Valentines Special.mp3

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GAGHI-LABDHEY. Produced by Tshering Sam (New York). 

GAGHI-LABDHEY

a tribute to the voice from the golden throne 
marking the 116th National Day of Bhutan


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Beautiful song composed by actor Tandin Sonam. 
Dedicated to His Majesty the king and forth king of Bhutan .

Tshozhi- (vocalists) -pema deki, sonam geley, pinky, sonam drukpa.

SPONSORED BY GNH KITCHEN, WESTFIELD INNA, BODHI5 ENTERTAINMENT PRESENTS, 

CAST ; KARMA SANGAY LEKJOR & TANDIN WANGMO DORJIE

SONG WRITER ; KALDEN DORJI

VOCAL ; KALDEN DORJIE & TANDIN WANGMO DORJIE

DIRECTION; CHOREOGRAPHY & MAKEUP ; TANDIN WANGMO DORJIE

CINEMATOGRAPY ; CHIMI LANGKA, MUSIC ; 5MB STUDIO

Nga Yoe Batey - Kalden Dorji & Tandin Wangmo Dorjie - 5mbstudio Production

Lam Joyee Joyee- Final Mixed

Yeah...
I know some days hit harder than they should’ve.
Like you’re stuck bein’ different in a world that don’t budge.
But you kept goin’.
That means everything, love.

Baa baa black sheep, heard it round the yard,
Didn’t fit in, made things hard.
Wore odd socks, sang in your own key,
Built your dreams outta branches and tea.

Sat on your own where the benches end,
Zipped your coat up, didn't play pretend.
They said you were “quiet,” “strange,” “a bit off,”
But you were just soft in a world that scoffs.

They don’t know grit from gold, not really—
Can’t tell brave when it walks in freely.
You didn’t blend, didn’t nod, didn’t bow,
But your heart showed up, even then, somehow.
Didn’t need a crowd—just needed one,
Someone to say, “You’re sound, my son.”

Black sheep, baby, you’re meant to roam,
Turnin’ dark days into home.
Let ’em laugh—they’ll never see
What you carry quietly.
You’re not lost, you’re just true,
And I’d trade the world just to walk with you.
Black sheep, baby—
You’re more than they ever knew.

I remember the scraped-up knees,
Coming home muddy, half in the trees.
Bag all twisted, stories untold,
Kept the tears back, played it cold.

You’d hide away, build your space,
Fill the corners with string and grace.
Named your stars, drew maps with chalk,
Said the sea spoke better than talk.

Yeah, they said you were “odd,” “too deep,” “too shy,”
But odd means you ain’t afraid to try.
You’ve cried quiet on your sleeve, I know—
Thinkin’ different meant you’d never grow.

But hear me now, and hear it plain:
Your roots are strong like windowpane.
You’re not a glitch, not a guess—
You’re the thread that don’t make a mess.

Black sheep, baby, don’t you fold,
Your story’s stitched in threads of gold.
They may turn, but I still see
Every brave bit you gave me.
You’re not lost, you’re not strange—
You’re the start of somethin’ changed.
Black sheep, baby—
You're music without a cage.

You don’t need noise to shake the ground,
Some of us whisper, still make sound.
You did that love—soft as you were—
Shifted the room without a stir.

They never clapped, but still you danced.
Never asked, but still you chanced.
Built your days from scraps and song,
Right where they said “you don’t belong.”

But I saw the way you made it yours,
Found the light behind their doors.
They called it “weird”—I call it wise,
You cracked the dark with open eyes.
You're not a shadow, not a phase—

You're the spark that lit new ways.

Some nights you’ll feel like a misplaced rhyme
In a world that skips your kind.
But you’re not broken, not too steep—
You’re the dream that doesn’t sleep.

Baa baa black sheep—nah, you’re alright.
You made your bed in moonlight.
With every “no,” with every fall,
You found your feet and took it all.

And I’m still here, boots and all,
With tea on, and arms to call.
You can drift, you can stray,
But my love? That don’t fray.

Black sheep, baby, you’re the light I knew,
When the world was sharp, you stayed true.
So rest now, let the wild wind keep—
You’re safe, you’re home, my black sheep.

Black Sheep, Baby

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