The Voice Of The Baobab - A song about the spirit of Africa

Описание: A powerful Afro-folk anthem celebrating ancestry, tradition, and the unbroken connection between generations. Rooted in the imagery of the ancient baobab tree, this song weaves together grandmother's bracelets, sleeping lions, and the eternal rhythm of the drum. With call-and-response choruses and traditional West African percussion (djembe, dunun), it's a musical journey to the heart of the continent—where spirits rise, seasons turn, and voices ring across the endless plain.

Lyrics (c) Marc Glasby

Children gather close - dust is dancing
The old tree listens...

Under the baobab, old and tall,
Grandmother's bracelets, ring their call,
I carry names, that shape my tongue,
Stories of rivers, where red suns hung.
Roots like sleeping lions lie,
Red sun burning in the sky.

I am the voice the baobab knows,
Ancestors' breath, where the wild wind blows,
My drum remembers, my spirit soars,
We rise together, the lion roars!
I am the voice of the baobab, old and wise,
the endless plain is in my eyes. (oh-eh!)
Call the spirits, give them wings,
We rise together when I sing.
I am the flame that does not burn,
I am the seasons as they turn.
I am the seasons as they turn.

Your father once was small and free,
Chasing goats, beneath the tree,
Now his shade falls, wide and deep,
Promises made, that he would keep.
He stood in storms, laughed at the wind
Lived through drought, yet still he grinned.

I am the voice the baobab knows,
Mothers' breath, where the river flows,
My drum remembers, my spirit flies,
We rise together, beneath these skies.
I am the voice of the baobab, old and wise,
the endless plain is in my eyes. (oh-eh!)
Call your spirits, call them near,
We rise together, when I sing here.
I am the flame that does not burn,
I am the seasons as they turn.

Listen now - the ground is speaking,
Your name, your name, the smoke is seeking,
Stand in the circle, feet in the dust,
Lift your eyes - and give your trust

I am the voice the elders know,
Breath of the ages, steady and slow,
I walk the line between gone and here,
My drum remembers - have no fear,
I am the flame that will never burn,
A song that circles - return, return,
Call your spirits, call them home,
We rise together, never alone
(eh-eh)
We rise together when I sing,
We rise together, voices ring.

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