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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 (algonquian indian) 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. Outo, ba mwen son ou,e, Outo, ba mwen son ou,e, Tanbouye, o ba mwen son ou, Soley leve. Outo, give me your sound, Outo, give me your sound, Drummer, give me your sound, The sun rises. (vodun invocation-haiti) |