Sound of your drum
Your heartbeat
Pounds the voice of voodoo
Blackness colors
Sweaty skin
In earthy oven
You bake
Your throat thirsty
Where many waters overflow
A weeping jungle
howling beasts strange at night
Alert the danger
Lurks behind the thunder
And the lightning
That awakens the midnight
Before the rain begins to fall
Clouds open their mouths
And they begin to speak
Now the tongue once silent
Becomes an ocean of sound!
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