Sister of mine, who comes to the sea day after day
But they give you nothing to eat,
Where are you? Answer me.
I don't want to believe I will never see you again.
Little sister, don't call me again, the sea is angry
And the noise of the waves won't let me hear you
And the evil spirit of the sea is living with me.
I will never be the same again.
You and I made a promise, we said:
"We'll struggle against all odds and stick together."
Come out from wherever you are,
come down from the mountain ranges
Or separate the waves, but please come, you belong here.
Oh, spirit, before being born you made us a promise,
I hope you don't forget and that I can put my trust in you.
And now I will dance to celebrate the memory of my sister.
Father Tyiba, Mother Bisila,
Bisila, mother of all creatures,
In this very special moment
As always, I await your maternal blessing.
And then I will be able to dance the mabulé-mabulé.