We all belong to ngurra (Country) 

the singing of the budjan (birds)

the beating of bunyal (sun)

the patter of the karrat (rain)

the roaming of ganbii (fire)

the swaying of gundu (trees)

as I yana (walk) amongst ngurra (Country)

the burringilling (ancestors) echo through ngurra (Country)

we breathe into ngurra (Country) the way ngurra (Country) breathes into us all.