We Bukurak

We Bukurak (buku=nakukun, rak=raan), bee-matan lulik ida iha Fatumea ne’ebé mate klamar no ema moris tama sai husi rai klaran. Bee-matan hela iha ai-laran fuik naran Alas Bei Laran (Ai-laran, iha bei'ala sira nia laran-fuan) iha rai lolon foho Bei Ulun Molik. Buat ne’ebé mosu iha bee-matan ne’e mak hanesan troka raan oan foin moris (liuhusi raan moris nian) no raan ne’ebé husik isin mate liu tiha loron balun hafoin mate (raan mate nian). Tanba ne’e iha bee fatin hamosu transferénsia husi moris ba mate, mate klamar sira liu tiha fatin ne’e transfere sira nia raan liuhusi bee hanesan inter-kambiu (troka malu, exchange) kosmolójiku ida (iha rai okos mane no feto hamutuk). Mézmuke bee We Bukurak ita la bele hemu, bee ne’e lulik. Nia kór make kinur no mean hanesan raan. Istória ne’ebé konta mai ami hanesan tuirmai:

We Bukurak
Ita moris husi nia
Itakan ina niakan raan
Raan iha mak ita iha

Moris tuir We Bukurak
Moris mos tuir nia 
Ita hotu hotu sai 
no lakon mos tuir nia

Hosi We Bukurak ne
Sai ema hotu hotu
Metan, mutin, makerek
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We Bukurak (buku=a dark colour, rak=blood), is another sacred spring at Fatumea, where the spirits of the dead and the living enter and exit from this world (raiklaran). It is in the rainforest called Alas Bei Laran (lit. 'the forest of the heart of the ancestors') on the slope of the Bei Ulun Molik mountain. What happens in the spring water is an exchange of blood between the newly born (through the blood of life) and the blood which leaves the bodies of the dead several days after death (the blood of death). Hence this water is the place of transfer between life and death, the souls pass in and out transferring their blood in the water, the ultimate cosmic exchange (in the underworld male and female intermingle). Although the water of We Bukurak is not drinkable, it is sacred water. It has a yellow and red colour that looks like blood. The story was told (with respect mixed with fear) to us thus:

We Bukurak
We are born from her
She is our mother's blood
Where there is blood there is life

Birth follows We Bukurak
Death also follows her path
We all emerge and die following her path

From We Bukurak
Everyone emerges
Black, white, coloured.