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Tabaran
05:05
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Barturana amur ga kiki guvai ati, Mara tinata natabara go ati
Iga manga burut tuna ra pakai vevet
Two brothers sit together in the jungle talking about evil sprirts and they got scared.
U U U iwarvatut warwarvatut
I'm scared, my skin is tingling with fear.
Inga ngala na ra marum go ati, Atinata iga vana boko iat ati
Mara lavur mangamangana wakilang ati
It is midnight and they still talk while the strange sounds emanate from the jungle.
U U U iwarvatut warwarvatut
I'm scared, my skin is tingling with fear.
Turagu igat biti bea go ra mangana taim
Itale pi data gire tamagit
Navana rikai pire dat ati
Older brother say because they are discussing evil spirits,
then it is likely a real spirit will visit them.
U U U iwarvatut warwarvatut
I'm scared, my skin is tingling with fear.
Iga manga burut tuna ra pakai vevet
Go ra umana tinata Iga, waburat avet
Aveta warbaiai tago, itarmarum
Younger brother gets very scared about this and suggests
that they both leave the jungle and head back to the village.
U U U iwarvatut warwarvatut
I'm scared, my skin is tingling with fear.
Ba avega kiki angala navuvu
Iga vana rikai dari ra tutana
Iga vana rikai dari ra tutuna.
Suddenly a great wind blows upon them,
then they see the wind forming a human shape which is the evil spirit.
U U U iwarvatut warwarvatut
I'm scared, my skin is tingling with fear.
Iga manga burut tuna rapakai vevet
Go ra umana tinata iga waburut avet
Aveta vana bar dave tago itar marum.
They are both very scared and the older brother says to the younger one
not to worry because he has special powers to protect them from the spirit.
U U U iwarvatut warwarvatut
I'm scared, my skin is tingling with fear.
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2. |
The Kiap Song
04:32
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The Strong Chimbu man looks straight ahead.
He hears his masta's voice, he's lost his nerve again.
The kiap shouts, the big buffoon
he yells his orders through the coffee trees.
That's the way it's done up here yeah,
the boss, the boys, the fight up here
that's the way it's done up here.
The hot nights roll on endlessly.
His face is crushed from twenty years of drink.
And the Townsville men all own plantations here.
They drink at the club with their Philipino brides.
That's the life they have up here,
the labour's cheap and strong up here, that's the way it's done up here.
And the coffee bean stench fills the air.
The heat falls off his brow.
And they've worked the fire since morning time.
For a lousy three kina a day, well that's all . (tasol)
That's the way they're paid up here,
The boss, the boys, the fight up here,
that's the way it's done up here.
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3. |
Pila Pila
02:24
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And we lie beneath the kulau tree,
The warm Pila Pila breeze blows thru
As we're gazing out to sea.
Ples bilong yumi.
We all laugh, throw little Ludwig to the sea.
He bubbles up and his smiling face,
you know it’s staring back at me...
Yeah we dance, and the kids all sing along.
The clouds are coloured mauve and red
We all watch the sun go down... and down
And we're here, the Moab boys just strum along, let's go.
Flying fish, they go soaring through the air
And the Ratung people party round
And we all just sing along
They're happy so are we,
Got a carton of S.P.
And they're happy so are we.
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4. |
Sing Sing
04:50
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5. |
Rain
03:57
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When it rains,
smell the scent in the air,
then the sea softens down
and the water drips down
from my hair,
When it rains, well you know
that it comes down,
... comes down in my head.
Out to sea an outrigger sails by,
the lone fisherman balanced,
he watches for movement below.
Out to sea it is calm, to the islands
the waves gently fall
... so do we.
When I sleep, hear the insects at night.
All the dogs scream in circles,
the rotating fans spin around.
When I sleep I keep turning,
the sweat trickles down on my face,
... oh the insects at night
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6. |
Feast
02:29
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7. |
Boys On Beach
00:55
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8. |
Blackwater
05:53
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Angwi's fled his mountain home, the soldiers,
as they burnt his village down, near the border line:
He's left the card games by the village fire,
the stories that his uncle told,
the stories old, the spirits past.
He's seen the land taken away and given to the Java men,
they've flown them in from distant lands.
Angwi fears for his people's songs,
the nights they danced the valley strong:
the hunting grounds, steep mountain side.
slash and burn
The sparks fly high and burn his eyes
He cries in haste and strikes the sky
He runs like hell, the sky is black
They're burning out, the mountains rise.
The border lines, snake river line
The valley is strong, red red burn.
Indonesian soldiers underneath their red berets
Fire shots into the hills, burn the village homes.
Striking out the O.P.M., the rebels hiding in the hills
They're waiting for their time, when maybe they'll return
slash and burn
The sparks fly high and burn his eyes
He cries in haste and strikes the sky
He runs like hell, the sky is black
They're burning out, the mountains rise.
The border lines, snake river line
The valley is strong, red red burn.
West Papua, West Papua, Free West Papua
One People One Soul, One People One Soul
One People One Soul, One People One Soul
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9. |
Abebe
02:52
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Uuu raura bebaik mutar
Pukai Loop Mara Tulungei Dir
Abebe Warpi Lan Eie
Two butterflies representing spirits
of my ancestors fly over me the magic man
Uuu raura bebaik mutar
Pukai Loop Mara Tulungei Dir
Abebe Warpi Lan Eie
Two butterflies representing spirits
of my ancestors fly over me the magic man
Akamana ra valian mur pukai
Ialir abebe warpi lan eie
They fly to the beach and over the sea
so far away they cannot be seen anymore
Uuu raura bebaik mutar
Pukai Loop Mara Tulungei Dir
Abebe Warpi Lan Eie
Two butterflies representing spirits
of my ancestors fly over me the magic man
Uuu raura bebaik mutar
Pukai Loop Mara Tulungei Dir
Abebe Warpi Lan Eie
Two butterflies representing spirits
of my ancestors fly over me the magic man
Akamana ra valian mur pukai
Ialir abebe warpi lan eie
They fly to the beach and over the sea
so far away they cannot be seen anymore
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10. |
Lapun Man
03:22
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Lapun man, lapun man
Yu olsem wanem yu ai wara na ting-ting,
long ples bilong yu.
Ting-ting long war na mauden pairap.
O-Matupit e pairap,
Mi lukim simuk wantem siton
antop tru long kilaud bekpela poret tru
Yo yo Rabaul I pas pinis i bel sori
Rabaul I bagarap long tudak.
Ting ting long war na mauden pairap.
Ol wait man, China man, barata
Yu olsem wanem yu guria
Sanap tingting long ronawe.
Ting ting pikinini nameri
Ol I go pas pinis long Australia
Pretim ol siapan pretim ol soldier
Yo yo Rabaul basis I pas pinis - ibel sore.
I sol wara i pulap tru long warship
Bomb pairap ol man I dai nating.
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11. |
Up In The Mountains
05:00
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Up in the mountains, up near the border,
masked wooden faces, the tribes in the rain.
And the words from the elders ring out through the valley,
right through the seams of his face, the bones of his teeth.
Take them all away, take them all away.
Up in the mountains, up near the border,
there’s souls for the saving, the missionaries gleam.
Souls for the saving, Souls for the saviour,
dress them in white clothes, to greet the Lord.
Take them all away, take them all away, away, away.
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12. |
Azahe
02:32
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14. |
Funeral Chant
11:25
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15. |
Gawi Bagarap
01:06
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