Galiny Bulmba (Come to my place)
Galiny Bulmba (Come to my place) by K L Burns, New South Wales
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My land is a secret dreaming My home is a sacred blessing And all the stories were handed down In the night by the firelight, gather around. Can't you hear the voice of the wind? As it blows through the trees and over land. This land who is my mother 'Nyundu Myngal Mgarrangany' 'You now know why'. Taught me from the moment I was born Underneath the sacred palm or maybe the paperbark tree To listen with wonder To walk, speak and carry myself. Naked I was born Tribal I existed Into nature's grand scheme I was enlisted 'Ngali Binda Duruwawal Bunjida' Because 'tears are from my eyes and I walk' now... But I am not alone And I am still filled with wonder And I am in awe... The wind told me who I was The law-giving wedge-tailed eagle Made me take sacred oaths to protect my old people. 'Watch out, boy' 'Them old black people are still in the bush, you know' 'Don't offend them'. I will carry my wooden shield and spear, Can you see it? I will always make sure that I am not alone When I walk through my ancient land. 'Watch out boy' 'Remember now what I taught you' 'Old man, you are my only father' 'Remember now'. Ngayu Galing Bulmba Nyundu Yinan (Come to my place because you will be welcome).