Marovany Makes Room

[Verse 1] A small room opens when the strings begin. I bring breath and time. Highland air turns through the doorway. Each answer leaves a place for mine. [Call] Marovany makes room, make room for us. [Response] Make room for us; let the careful pattern turn. One hand speaks; another remembers. Low bass and hand drums answer. [Verse 2] We do not hurry what a song can hold. Voices cross, then come back. Kabosy marks the edge of the circle. Quiet between notes becomes our ground. [Instrumental Interlude — 16 bars] [Verse 3] Marovany lifts the second voice. Mora, mora, let the long line find its shape. We keep the pulse together, leaving space. [Bridge] Speak once, answer twice, then let the pattern breathe. No borrowed story enters through this door. [Final Call] Marovany makes room, make room for us. Marovany makes room, let the chorus breathe. Marovany makes room, make room for us. The last chord gathers every voice and lands together.