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 ____________________ 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.