Miracle Original Mix

Oh summer wind, Bright messenger, Carry good tidings to The native Land. The sun rises, The golden. A joyful age for us, the forest rustles a Song. The wind is sweet, dear to the heart. The native land so bright, the gods protect us At the new time of... In my ogun bango wa. In my ogun bango Wa. In my ogun bango In my ogun bango wa. In my ogun bango wa. My Ogun bango wa.