The Eyes of A Hurricane

Mahk Jchi (Heartbeat Drum Song) | Ulali, arr. Emily Pence Brown
          Isabella Olzak & Emma Zemancik, percussion

Mahk jchi tahm buooi yahmpi gidi
Mahk jchi taum buooi kan spewa ebi
Mahmpi wah hoka yee monk Tahond tani kiyee tiyee
Gee we-me eetiyee
Nanka yaht yamoonieah wajitse

Our hearts are full
and our minds are good.
Our ancestors come
and give us strength.
Stand tall, sing, dance
and never forget who you are
or where you come from

Rejoice, Rejoice T. 262 | William Byrd (1540-1623)

Rejoice, rejoice, with heart and voice,
In Christ his birth this day rejoice.

Famine Song | VDA, arr. Matthew Culloton (b. 1976)
          Laney Mitchell & Isabella Olzak, soloists

Ease my spirit, ease my soul,
please free my hands from this barren soil.
Ease my mother, ease my child,
earth and sky be reconciled.
Rain.
Weave my mother, weave my child,
Weave your baskets of rushes wild.
Weave my mother, weave my child.
Weave your baskets of rushes wild.
Out of heat, under sun
Comes the hunger to everyone.
Famine’s teeth, famine’s claw
On the sands of Africa.
Rain.

Sicut erat | Niccola Porpora (1686-1768)/Ralph Hunter

Sicut erat in princípio et nunc et semper, et in sæcula sæculórum. Amen.

As it was in the beginning, and now, and always, and in the ages of the ages. Amen.

This Sky Falls | Jocelyn Hagen (b. 1980)
          Karla Kunk, soloist

The sky looks like it is fire
The lake, silver
And I wonder what my skin tastes like
After seeing something like this.
I watch as the night
Swallows the curve of the sun
Buttons up the darkness
Leaving us lone Pinpricks of light.
For surely This sky falls,
sinks Beneath my skin
Just as the cold does,
Just As the snow.
Just as the moon Does,
When it is waning
Just as the clouds do
When they can’t help but break.
Some moments I am nothing more
Than driftwood, fox prints,
Sometimes I am nothing more than flight.

Plakatap | Sydney Guillaume (b. 1982)
          Emma Zemancik, percussion

Enfants de tous pays,
Jeunesses de partout,
Chantez, sautez, dansez!
À pied ou en vélo,
Sacoche sur le dos,
Plakatap – Plakatap,
Plakatap – Plakatap!
Fêtez, chantez!
Célébrons d'un seul coeur la grande Humanité,
Et chantons tous en choeur notre Fraternité!
Malgré ce qui se passe,
En dépit de l’espace,
Nous sommes une famille
De garçons et de filles.
Vivons dans l’Unité
D’une seule Humanité.
Plakatap – Plakatap!
Avec le même amour,
Allons jour après jour,
Chantez, pompez, dansez
La Ronde Fraternelle
Des enfants de la Terre.
Plakatap – Plakatap,
Plakatap – Plakatap!

Children of all countries,
Youth from everywhere,
Sing, jump, dance!
On foot or by bike,
Our bags on our backs,
Plakatap – Plakatap,
Plakatap – Plakatap!
Let’s party, let’s sing!
Let’s celebrate Humanity with one heart,
And let us all sing our Fraternity in chorus!
Regardless of what’s happening,
In spite of the distance,
We are one family
Of young men and women.
Let us dwell in the Unity
Of one Humanity.
Plakatap – Plakatap!
United in the same love,
Let us go day by day,
Singing, jumping up and down, dancing
The Fraternal Dance
Of the children of the World.
Plakatap – Plakatap,
Plakatap – Plakatap!

After The Rain | Sarah Quartel (b. 1982)

The grass will shed its moisture,
The fog will life from the trees,
A new light will brighten the sky
And play in the drops that hang on all things
After the rain
Heed the days when the rain flows freely
In their greyness lies the seed of much thought.
Heed the day when the sky hangs low
And paints new colors on the earth
After the rain
Your heart will beat out a new gladness
If you let it happen.