Two speakers invoke ancestral traditions and the god Barultrum to call for a fire ritual on Brisbane River, or Maywar. One delivers ceremonial narrative honoring ancient journeys; the other follows with a verse of personal longing and heartache, blending cultural ritual with intimate emotion.
And our ancestors on the journeys to the different villages, meeting with family and friends. And as the sun set in the west, she lit the burning fires to honor the ancient god, Barultrum, and the great divining rangers. As the tribal warriors faced the west, the men lit their boomerangs and spears on fire. So Brisbane, we ask you as the ancient people of this river to take a journey with us, and let's create magic on Maywar, the Brisbane River. Let's light this river on fire. This is.
So before we put your bed together, know there's something in the air. How come I do this to you right now? You're over there when I need you here. My happiness. So let's keep that back now. Come on, my heart. Yes, it hurts.
