| Our land, our land is beautiful, is beautiful. It's the land of our grandfathers. We lived happily there together as Cofán, our elders counseled us and we listened. Our elders drank vaje and learned what would happen in the future. Like that our elders drank vaje and learned how to stop sickness from coming. They ascended into the sky, talked to God and learned to stop this bad sickness. But now our ancestors are gone and what they told us has disappeared. Now there is no one to stop this sickness from coming, just God.
Credits Song: Cofán song Artist: Euclides Criollo Text & translation: maicco333 Music animation: maicco333
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