Maraqopa

It's your oldest fear, that the love you can hear will go

It's a deafening sound, we become light on the ground, then soil

To be one with the sky, where the souls all collide, turn to gold

We are rain, we are rain

We are stones to be seen, in the meadows we are dreams to be free

It's where we bow our heads to pray, we are echoes God creates in the shade

It's where the light can come in, your breath becomes the wind in the trees

We are free, we are free

All are welcome in

All are welcome in

All are welcome in

All are welcome in