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Creating a Bright Future, Part 6 of 13, Feb. 18, 2007

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(Do you all like good percussion and giving praise to Allah?) (Yes.) Yes. (I know you do. Then you are sure to enjoy this next act from the Jakarta Center in Indonesia. It is a traditional Ratoh Duek dance.) Allah means God in Muslim. These are Muslim dances.

“Alhamdulillah Many thanks and praise be to Allah, the Creator of the Universe Who is the Most Honored, The Name that we call in our prayer, The Creator of the Universe. Greetings to all of you, we greet you in the Name of Allah, We place our palms together, raising them above our head. We are Muslim people praying All blessings come from Allah May the land of Aceh be prosperous. Temptation comes all the time from the moment we open our eyes until we sleep We are praying all night asking for guidance and safety”

From Ulaanbaatar Center in Mongolia, here is the song “My Mother Stays with Me Forever.”

“Eternally by my side, my Mother Quivering, Her bosom with milk, by my cry, She was there, my Mother. These nights of Her Motherhood outnumber the stars above. Blessing my whole being, She must be a Goddess. Smoothing my whole destiny, She must be the Universe. Want to be near for Her when Her Smooth Voice calls for me. Want to be close for Her kisses, Chasing away the shadows. Oh, Mother, You must be the Sun, Shining on me eternally. Oh, Mother, You must be the Sky, Lighting up my every sight.

Master, You are my Mother. Master, You are all the worlds’ Mother. Even if You are not far away, Child clutching his Mother’s hem To console my every quiet sigh Eternally by my side, my Mother. Your smoothing heart Beats always only for me, Circling Your shining Sun In the whole Universe of the Milky Way…”

“Wow, thank you, Mongolian. Your language is really beautiful. Yes, music brings people together. Even though we don’t understand the Mongolian language, but it was very touching. So, it’s beautiful, beautiful. Yes? Very beautiful, very beautiful. Music is an international language. Poetry is also the language of the soul. They’re beautiful. They bring people together. We understand each other without language. We can also understand each other without using language. We can do it through music and poetry. Beautiful, beautiful!”
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