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Katajjaq
In a mixture of Voice, Throat and Breath
A Song Emerges
Two Women, One Sound,
Interpretating our environment
A friendly competition arises.
The Vibrations we create sooth our child to sleep
The Pace of the song rises, and it falls
Who will laugh first?
On a stage, or in a Qaggiq - we will sing
We will perform - eager ears will listen with their heart
We will pass time - our husbands out hunting
Revitalizing the Inuit Culture, we will sing our song
Katajjaq. Throat Sing.
The Love Song
Written by: KatMar
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