Awakening from the torment of confusion
The suffering is unconscious in the fight
We put our boat into the waters of illusion
And paddled into the darkness of the night

Strengthening with the passion of our love
Given guidance from above
We come one by one to rise

We are the children of the islands
Here in this garden we call the light

It’s for ourselves that we forge ahead in union
It’s for each other that we live our inner light
We learn our lessons and it brings deeper
    communion
We find our center to illuminate our lives

Opening to the spiritual world
Handed Heaven’s precious pearls
Given keys to the Divine

We are the children of the islands
Here in this garden we call the light

We’re given guidance by our family from the
 forest
Across the ocean we receive them in the truth
Oh, minha Mãe, oh meu Papai,
Dai-me força
To shine the light as we walk our sacred Earth

We call Iansá, Yemanjá, Mamãe Jurema and the
grace of Tūtū Pele, to come here and bless our
 work

We are the children of the islands
Here in this garden we call the light