Bringing back to memory
those days when we learned
That the land that gave us birth
it's the one to celebrate
The return of the sun
ceases with the darkness
Light inside of us
Light for our gardens.
The music is about to start
and the body needs to dance
Through stories and prayers
flourish in this trance.
Gather for the harvest
and sitting by the fire
The feast has started
our spirit rising higher.
