Made of Gold Songtext
von Ibeyi

On le-
On (on), le (le), fait (fait)
On le fait? (Yeah!)

Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh
Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh

Make sure them hear us, feel it
We are the anger and the hunger
Make sure they hear us, feel it
Alright, one more time, one more time

Make sure them hear us (hear us), feel it (feel it)
We are the anger and the hunger (hunger)
Make sure them hear us (hear us), feel it (feel it)
We are the anger and the hunger

Holy water (woo)
Crying at the altar (woo)
Ignite your desire (woo)
Freedom from the mire, mire (¡Dale!)


Fire (woo)
Burning at the altar (woo)
Rewriting sacred scriptures (¡Dale! Woo)
So we could be together, together

My spell made of gold, gold, gold
My spell made of gold, gold, gold
My spell made of gold, gold, gold (eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh)
My spell made of gold, gold, gold (meet me at the altar)

Prayer (woo)
Kneeling at the altar (woo)
Gathering our power (woo)
Heat is getting higher (woo), higher

I have dreams
My forefather told me, "Complete mission now"
They ain′t really broke us
They can never break our story, now
My soul shows them passion
Your history walks through them golden lines
Your blood carries diamonds
When they thought they cleared that spirit away
We are the reincarnation


My spell made of gold, gold, gold (eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh)
My spell made of gold, gold, gold (eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh)
My spell made of gold, gold, gold (eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh)
My spell made of gold, gold, gold (eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh)

You know that it's good, you know that it′s good for you
You know that it's good, you know that it's good for you
Make sure they hear us, feel it (you know that it′s good)
We are the anger and the hunger (you know that it′s good for you)
Make sure they hear us, feel it (you know that it's good)
We are the anger and the hunger (you know that it′s good for you)

My spell made of gold, gold, gold (eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh)
My spell made of gold, gold, gold (eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh)
My spell made of gold, gold, gold (eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh)
My spell made of gold, gold, gold (meet me at the altar, ¡Dale!)

Oh, you with a spine
Who would work your mouth against this magic of mine?
It has been handed down in an unbroken line
The sky encloses the stars
I enclose magic, I enclose magic