Nguru and Bangawangaal
Nguru and Bangawangaal Gandi rises and embers fall like bana. The ganbi lick the darundanj clean and eat away at the dry dead djarambunga Ngia feel connected to the nguru and my bangawangaal Smelling the Gandi in the guragama. Land and Ancestors smoke rises and embers fall like rain The fire lick the bark clean and eat away at the dry dead leaves I feel connected to the land and my ancestors Smelling the smoke in the wind.
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