Sweetly smells and delicious aroma wafted into the house where Sango, Oya and Ami stayed, Ami could as well hear drummers drumming and melodious singing.
Ami felt goosebumps scaling through her body as the song being sung by the natives got closer and the lyrics and meaning came to her.
‘Ẹ kú àbọ̀, Ẹ kú írín, Ẹ̀yin òjíṣẹ àwọn òòsà, Ẹ bá wa kí wọn, kí wọ́n fi àlàáfíà fún wa, àti ìbùkún fún ìran wa” they sang.
The meaning came naturally to Ami “Welcome, herald of the deities, say us well to them that they my bless us with peace and our generation with prosperity”
She had never really heard natives singing before, but she read well that their culture does that exceptionally well, and from the beautiful melody she was hearing, there was no doubt about that fact.
She wished she could
