Inspite of the fact that I have long been aware of the Sami and similarities between them and the nations from their petrogylphs and cradle boards to traditional dwellings it was only recently that I was introduced to Marie Boine on bearspawprint’s site.
Below are a couple of links to her videos, in fact a pair for each of the two I’ve included and the words to Gula Gula and Vuoi Vuoi Me
Drumming and a recognition that the earth is our mother – a universal language and belief among indigenous people wherever they are found.
All people began as tribes, all began as pantheists and animists, I think that’s something to both remember and ponder….in doing so perhaps a common ground can be found in the absurdity of the time we now live in.
Hear, hear, girl, boy Hear the cry of your forefathers ask
Why you let the earth become polluted Poisoned. Exhausted ?
Hear the voices, girl, boy Hear the voices of our foremothers The Earth is our mother
If we take her life, we die with her
Have you let yourself to be stained? Are you part of the game for yourself too?
Listen when the forefathers will ask you: Don’t you remember where you came from?
You have sisters, you have brothers, in the jungles of South America, in the stony shores of Greenland.
Don’t you remember where you came from?
Vuoi Vuoi Me
Vuoi my little yellowbird Vuoi my summer night bird cuckoo and eagle
Vuoi my swallow Vuoi my swallow with nest under riverbanks
Vuoi night owl with limitless vision
Vuoi vuoi me Vuoi vuoi me
Vuoi vuoi joy Vuoi vuoi joy with hearty laughter
Vuoi sorrow Vuoi sorrow with oceans of salty tears
Vuoi vuoi frost Vuoi vuoi frost winter and cold
Vuoi summer with burning hot days Vuoi vuoi me Vuoi vuoi me