A Vava Inouva

Tell those in the tent of Vava Inouva
The bells are ringing for the beautiful Ghriba
The wind carries the news to Vava Inouva
The wind also whispers to the beautiful Ghriba

The old man sits in the corner
Watching the dancers
The moon illuminates the night
And the stars dance in the sky
The bride wears her jewels
Swaying with the rhythm
The groom and the bride
Are united in front of everyone

The bells are ringing for the beautiful Ghriba
The wind carries the news to Vava Inouva
The wind also whispers to the beautiful Ghriba

The night is filled with joy
As the drums beat loudly
The drums echo through the valley
And the fire crackles brightly
Under the light of the stars
The celebration continues
With laughter and songs
Until the morning light

Tell those in the tent of Vava Inouva
The bells are ringing for the beautiful Ghriba
The wind carries the news to Vava Inouva
The wind also whispers to the beautiful Ghriba