Ledi Sayadaw U Ñanadhaja (Burmese: လယ်တီဆရာတော် ဦးဉာဏဓဇ, pronounced: [lɛ̀dì sʰəjàdɔ̀ ʔú ɲàna̰dəza̰]; 1 December 1846 – 27 June 1923) was an influential Theravada Buddhist monk. He was recognized from a young age as being developed in both the theory and practice of Buddhism and so was revered as being both scholarly and saintly. He wrote many books on Dhamma in Burmese and these were accessible even to a serious lay person, hence he was responsible for spreading Dhamma to all levels of society and reviving the traditional practice of vipassana meditation, making it more available for renunciates and lay people alike.
Ledi Sayadaw learned the technique of Vipassana which had remained being taught in the caves of the Sagaing Hills, which was honeycombed with meditation caves and dotted with forest monasteries. For how long we do not know. Verbal accounts state that two monks brought the practice of Vipassana to this area at the time of the Buddha. It is just as likely that prior to the eighteenth century in Burma, as elsewhere in the Theravāda world, it was generally believed that it was no longer possible to attain enlightenment and hence nibbāna through vipassanā or any other means during the present age.
Lady Sweet, I declare
That you're the troubled girl for me
There'd be stars above but there is no either
Better lover down the street
Looks like you can?t be beat
And I might as well be losing sleep
For all the good it would do me
When the fear of failing runs so deep and purely
Lady Sweet, don't tell me that I've gone crazy
And your beauty is only in my mind
For I can say that what I see
Is so exactly what I need to find
Maybe one more time
And I might as well be losing sleep
For all the good it would do me
When the fear of failing runs so deeply and truly
Lady Sweet
Can?t you see that I?m free to choose?
And I choose Lady Sweet
I know she can?t be beat
I might as well be losing sleep
For all the good it would do me
When the fear of failing runs so deep inside
Just one more time
Yeah, I might as well be losing sleep
Truly straight on through me
The fear of failing runs so deep