Breaths

The Bird Sings Oral Tradition Song Library

15 Sep Breaths

A song to remember ancestors and our connection to nature.

Composer & Copyright

Poem by Birago Diop;  Music by Ysaye Maria Barnwell  © 1980

Recording

 

Inspiration Track by Sweet Honey in the Rock

Lyrics

Chorus:
Listen more often to things than to beings
Listen more often to things than to beings
Tis’ the ancestors’ breath
When the fire’s voice is heard
Tis’ the ancestor’s breath
In the voice of the water
Ah  —  wsh    Ah —  wsh

Those who have died have never, never left
The dead are not under the earth
They are in the rustling trees
They are in the groaning woods
They are in the crying grass
They are in the moaning rocks
The dead are not under the earth

Chorus

Those who have did have never, never left
The dead have a pact with the living
They are in the woman’s breast
They are in the wailing child
They are with us in our homes
They are with us in this crowd

Chorus

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