Wayathul

Wo wayathul!
As I travelled through the sandhills
I couldn't find anything to eat
I was in my grandfather's country
But the land was strange to me
So I laid down on the beach,
Though I was hungry I had to sleep
And I heard the roaring sea
And I dreamed, old people coming to see me
Old people they rub their sweat on me
Singing and dancing, old people
When I woke up I was changed
The land had recognised me again
And I knew I'd find my food that day
Cause old people are looking after me
Old people come to me in my dreams
Old people, rub their sweat,
they rub their sweat on me
Old people still care about me
Dhawal bamanha ngunhi
Ngarra gjalthirri royinyarawu
Ngarrakala yirralkalili
ngunhi wanhangu ngarra yuwalki
Gambudjiki Bawaka
Yurru ngambalkthu ngarranha ngamuma
Bala ngarra mawayirrina
Ngalapal mirrinha ngunhi
Wanga gulyunarayngu
Walala Gumatjwalala
(It's been a long time and years
When I thought to myself to go to my own country
But the land wouldn't recognise me,
So I lay down on the beach
Then I dreamed about the people of that place,
But they're Gumatj people.)
When I woke up I was changed the land had recognised me again
Cause old people, old people are looking after me
Old people they come to me in my dreams
Old people, rub their sweat,
They rub their sweat on me
Old people still care about me
Old people they care about me
still care about me
Wo Wayathul!