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Lullaby from the Solomon Islands

This is Miriam Kaehanisiwa. She lives in the village of Oterama in the rainforests of southern Malaita in the Solomon Islands. I met her when I went out there to meet the musicians from the wonderful bamboo band Narasirato (www.narasirato.com). I knew there was a tradition for women to sing lullabies, and asked my hosts if anyone still sang them. They lead me to Miriam, who allowed me to record her singing this song, and gave permission for me to upload it. The song starts around the 1 minute and 25 second mark. Filmed by Christopher Conder on Friday the 13th of February 2015. www.facebook.com/christopherconderwriter An article on my trip to the Solomon Islands was published in the December 2015 issue of fRoots magazine. www.frootsmag.com For similar songs, see Hugo Zemp's recordings from the 1970s here:    • 'Are'are Music - PREVIEW   UPDATE: Don't miss the comment from Kaehanisiwa's granddaughter, which explains the content of the song. I'll quote it here for completeness: 'The song in a nutshell talks about reminding the young generation that the old generation does not have the strength to be there to take care of the younger generation any longer and therefore reminding the younger generation that the strong arms, legs, eyes, ears, that used to take care of them is now weak. This is a form of reminder to the next generation after Miriam to step up and take responsibility of situation. Such "kana" (chant) also reminds the younger generation that an elder is near his/her deathbed and therefore preparations such as gathering and storage of food are needed in the event of a funeral. Some of the translation are below - these are just a few of the words in the song. Our history is passed down through "Oral" therefore, the song tells a story and is a form of passing down our history to the next generation. Don't cry for me my son Don't cry for me my daughter Don't cry for me my grandchildren I'm a human being I'm unable to walk, I'm unable to stand Don't have my sight to keep an eye on you Don't have my speech to sing you a lullaby Don't have my hands to cradle you Don't have my back to piggyback you Don't cry for me my kids Don't have my legs to stand with you.....................'