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Drums are talking, feet reply
Sun is high, the sand burns dry
Bend your knees and touch the ground
Feel the rhythm all around
Sweat and rhythm fill the air
Elders clap, the young ones stare
Bend down low and scrape the floor
Every heartbeat feels the roar
Knees bend low, the drums go wild
Dust turns gold, the sun has smiled
Bending low, I learn to rise
Ground is close, my spirit's high
Knees bend low, the drums go wild
Dust turns gold, the sun has smiled
We all move like a single wave
This dance has made me brave
Sweat and rhythm fill the air
Elders clap, the young ones stare
Bend down low and scrape the floor
Every heartbeat feels the roar
Knees bend low, the drums go wild
Dust turns gold, the sun has smiled
Bending low, I learn to rise
Ground is close, my spirit's high
Knees bend low, the drums go wild
Dust turns gold, the sun has smiled
We all move like a single wave
This dance has made me brave