Lyrics Baker Boy – Marryuna
Text:
Baker Boy:
I’m a proud black Yolngu boy with the killer flow
Listen to the yidaki, listen to it blow
Brother boys, Yolngu boys, all the way from Arnhem Land
Nharow Yolngu balanda bungul
Gu dhumurryurra nganya marrtji gu
Nhuaburr ga djal dhirr nhaburr dhu weripugom
Walalung mangutji marrka manapunmirr
Weripu weripu minytji gu
Babuyurranha nganya marrtji gu
Triggers mind blown, survival mode, human brain
Greatest weapon in the globe, self-sustain
Education knowledge is loaded
Standing on everyone’s shoulders
Teaching yourself as you get older and older
Ngarra ga djalthirr ngalitjalung marrma nhungu
Ngarra gu ngalidhu nhena djama wungatj ngur
I’m a proud black Yolngu boy with the killer flow
Listen to the yidaki, listen to it blow
Yirrmal:
Yolngu mala, our music is growing
I’m using my manikay, the river is flowing
Can you feel the wind blowing? Yolngu ngali marrtji!
Miyalk got dirramu
Oh, marryuna, marryuna, marryuna, marryuna
(La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la)
Oh, marryuna, marryuna, marryuna, marryuna
(La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
Baker Boy:
I’m a proud black Yolngu boy with the killer flow
Listen to the yidaki, listen to it blow
Woke up six o’clock, tickety-toc at my block
First time on the train, I was shocked
Same time back home, teaching little Arlys to get on
Spear in my hand, in my zone
Hunting bush life, I can feed ’em
This is Yolngu, way of freedom
City lights, the sound, too much for my mind
But the quiet, the nature sound, now that is mine
Live it, breathe it, represent
Let it shine before the end of time
Lurr lurr lurryurra marrtji nganya lurr lurr
Babuyrrnhaki Yirrmal gal ga Baker Boy
Gal malthunarow nhe ga djal dhirr gu
Marrtji marrtji marrtji
Marrtji marrtji marrtji
I’m a proud black Yolngu boy with the killer flow
Listen to the yidaki, listen to it blow
Yirrmal:
Yolngu mala, our music is growing
I’m using my manikay, the river is flowing
Can you feel the wind blowing? Yolngu ngali marrtji!
Miyalk got dirramu
Oh, marryuna, marryuna, marryuna, marryuna
(La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la)
Oh, marryuna, marryuna, marryuna, marryuna
(La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la)
Baker Boy:
I’m a proud black Yolngu boy with the killer flow
Listen to the yidaki, listen to it blow
Yirrmal:
Hey!
(La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la)
Hey, hey, hey, hey
(La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la)
Yeah, Yolngu boy
(La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la)
Yolngu ngali marrtji!
Miyalk got dirramu
(La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la)
Oh, marryuna, marryuna, marryuna, marryuna
(La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la)
Oh, marryuna, marryuna, marryuna, marryuna
(La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la)
Baker Boy:
I’m a proud black Yolngu boy with the killer flow
Listen to the yidaki, listen to it blow