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The talking drums beat down The shout of Hondo Hondo, a warrior of Krag, given strength Strength mounting from the Earth A tribal affair Descendants are all about Their souls sustained within our minds A chosen Dance to rise It’s the Sun, Moon and Earth that energize Vryheid Vryheid is the song of Freedom Spirits intertwine from within Each Dance motion with inspiration and praise The Dance of appreciation in the skies of guidance It’s the Dance giving new meaning to one’s soul Behold to Yahweh being our God The Trumphant Drums All eyes in the sky on the prize Oh that African beat Too the enemy to back away in retreat Descend of Yahweh on our souls Behold now Let us raise and be free.
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Jun 12, 2019
Jun 12, 2019 at 2:05 AM UTC
THE AFRICAN DRUMS DESCEND
The talking drums beat down The shout of Hondo Hondo, a warrior of Krag, given strength Strength mounting from the Earth A tribal affair Descendants are all about Their souls sustained within our minds A chosen Dance to rise It’s the Sun, Moon and Earth that energize Vryheid Vryheid is the song of Freedom Spirits intertwine from within Each Dance motion with inspiration and praise The Dance of appreciation in the skies of guidance It’s the Dance giving new meaning to one’s soul Behold to Yahweh being our God The Trumphant Drums All eyes in the sky on the prize Oh that African beat Too the enemy to back away in retreat Descend of Yahweh on our souls Behold now Let us raise and be free.
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Jun 12, 2019
Jun 12, 2019 at 2:05 AM UTC
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