Afro House Galaxy - Circle Of Voices

In the circle of voices, we find our way.
Every step forward, night turns to day.
No more running, no more disguise.
In the circle of voices, we rise.
Sweat on my skin like the morning dew.
Lost in the movement, found something true.
Strangers becoming family here.
When the drums speak, everything's clear.
I trace the patterns in the sand and feel the power in my hands.