We are the stars which sing
We sing with our light;
We are the birds of fire,
We fly over the sky.
Our light is a voice;
We make a road for the spirit to pass over
We are like the wind,
Wrapped, in luminous wings,
We make a road for the spirits to pass over.
For the Spirits to pass over.
{algonquian indian}
Outò, ba mwen son ou,e,
Outò, ba mwen son ou,e,
Tanbouyè, o ba mwen son ou,
Solèy lève.
Outò, give me your sound,
Outò, give me your sound,
Drummer, give me your sound,
The sun rises.
{vodun invocation-haiti}
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