Gather around the camp fire time. I love to tell stories. This one comes from..., dreams.
Down misty magic mountains he came, into the wilding vale of the rain; The shining boy with piercing eyes and in our land he found a home. Blood magic flowin' throughout his veins, He was so young and yet unafraid. Child of sun and moon they say. The lissome boy he sang his tune; Then turnin' 'round in silent trance, He did a most enchanting dance; Then fire played upon his blade, Then fire spoke in voice so strange. From moon to sun he let out a chant Soul now was pure and full of intent With silver eyes up to the sky He shouted, "Joy of life!" Drawn by the crystal waters' lament He heard the voices call in his head In its depths his eyes were blind Yet he found door no mortal finds. Great One so glad he soared like a hawk Many a prayer and chant boy was taught Life itself it comes from earth Sacred love for Mother Earth
Many a sun and moon gone by Homeward he came with daughter and wife That fruit of love from woman born Had magic coursing through her veins. His time with us was all but spent; Back to misty Magic Mountain he went And laying down then soared so high He shouted,"Joy of life!"
Kenaa téku torango Miha Yéku novo da Ména ka dé towadoo Loda nayé povora Yéku ballé novora
Voices and keyboards by Marcomé Percussions by Michel Dupire: key chimes, paddle drum, ankle beads, conga, nuts, shakers
Videoclip from Yeku from Marcome's first album Seven Seas produced and directed by Denis Paquet and Daniel Villeneuve