LYRICS :
Yɛ Mamɛ Vɔ
[Verse]
Xɛnɔ wɔ, gbɛ gblɔ nɔmi, gbɔ dɔxɔ,
Agbavi do gba d’iyin, avi kɔ nuvu,
Davi nɛ wɛ, sɛnu vo wiya yɛ,
Azɛ alu wɛ, oma gbe ɖo nu nɔhun.
[Bridge]
Hùn gàn gàn, djembé wɔ gwi gwi mè,
Egungun vodun, fi n’axɛm gbé tè,
Tɔgbo do zo, ɖa n’tɔnun anyi huẹ,
Nu yɔn ha gbɛ, tan wẹ sɔhunya mè.
[Chorus]
Nɔhwɛn ɔbɔ, ɛzɛxɛ tokplé hlayin,
Vɔt’n’azɛm, gùn du sèdè, kplɛyin,
Asɛm gbò wɛn, yi to da wɔ muxwé,
Tàn nɛ wo, xunya wɔ bɔ nyɛ yɔhòlè.
[Verse 2]
Mɛfʊsa d’ɛnyɔ, gbɛdɔ le wɔ so sí,
Agba gan sɛnd’ɛyə, xwi yi ɔ na jɔ jri,
Tòmètɛmɛ, ayid’kplé wɔ, nfèkénɛ,
Zãnwo yɛhɛ, dɔ gblɔ wɛ, sunu gbɛnè.
[Bridge]
Ba gbɛn nu dèn bude, ayikɛ xè gbanyan,
Vodɔn pèsi dwetɛ dɔn, ténè gbè, d’àgbanyan,
Tun gbeyɛn kɔ, mɛn zunu atlù gbɛ fèyìn,
Mɛli yɛn, sɛ hùnɔn gbɛ amàmíne yɛ.
[Chorus]
Nɔhwɛn ɔbɔ, ɛzɛxɛ tokplé hlayin,
Vɔt’n’azɛm, gùn du sèdè, kplɛyin,
Asɛm gbò wɛn, yi to da wɔ muxwé,
Tàn
[Verse 1]
The night is deep, the path speaks in whispers, dark and heavy,
The drum breaks the silence, tears fall like cloth,
The child is there, hearing the call of the ancestors,
The spirit’s power rises, the heart beats in the unseen.
[Bridge]
The sacred rhythm pounds, the djembe cries out in the fire,
The ancestors’ spirits, where the sacred voice stands firm,
The earth catches fire, it speaks in the tongue of the known,
The one who knows the song, the rope pulls the truth.
[Chorus]
The shadow moves, the spirit’s flame burns bright,
In the sacred place, the rhythm holds and sways,
The voice speaks, flowing like a river to the sea,
The rope that binds, the truth rises like a chant.
[Verse 2]
The warrior rises, the prayer is held on high,
The iron drum sounds, the cry goes to the sky,
The trembling earth, the spark ignites, unyielding,
The night’s strength, the word speaks, the man endures.
[Bridge]
The word opens the way, the spark of life shines,
The Vodun altar stands, eternal, unbroken,
The rhythm calls back, the one who weaves the spirit’s thread,
The heart knows, the sacred voice carries the weight.
[Chorus]
The shadow moves, the spirit’s flame burns bright,
In the sacred place, the rhythm holds and sways,
The voice speaks, flowing like a river to the sea,
The rope that binds, the truth rises like a chant.
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