i hear the master speak and raise the sun;
in the rhythm of the drum, i feel the world made whole.
i hear the women sing and call down the moon;
at the feet of the goddess, i can see eternity.
i hear the master speak and raise the sun;
in the rhythm of the drum, i feel the world made whole.
i hear the women sing and call down the moon;
at the feet of the goddess, i can see eternity.
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