

(shhh-taka) (taka-taka-tik) Clay and dust, the circle bends (tika)
Silence waits where the rhythm ends (ahhh)
Ah-la-ya,
oh-ya-la
(swelling chant)
Ah-la-ya, oh-ya-la
Call the wind, weave the thread
(weave the thread) Walk the ground
where we are led
(where we are led)
Fingers trace the textured line (taka)
Steady breath, ahead of time (shhh-ah)
Ah-la-ya,
oh-ya-la
(swelling chant) Ah-la-ya, oh-ya-la
(taka-taka-shhh) Weave the thread (tika)