Deep in prayer in sacred space,
I call Oshun with sweet embrace.
Mother of rivers, queen of the dance,
I seek your love, your healing glance.

In Elekes gold, I wear your name,
Through Yoruba prayers, I call your flame.
With honey, cinnamon, and love divine,
Oshun, bless me in your shrine.

Oshun, from the waters rise,
Goddess of love, beneath moonlit skies.
With your asé, your power flows,
In Santería chants, your magic grows.
From the river, let love unfold,
Oshun, bathe me in your gold.

Through the veils of Vodou rites,
I light your candle in the night.
In Hoodoo roots, the charm is laid,
Oshun’s spirit, here you’ve stayed.

With gris-gris bags, I honor you,
A touch of magic, old and true.
In sacred space, the drums resound,
Your beauty flows, in waters found.

Oshun, from the waters rise,
Goddess of love, beneath moonlit skies.
With your asé, your power flows,
In Santería chants, your magic grows.
From the river, let love unfold,
Oshun, bathe me in your gold.

In the heart of Obatala’s dream,
Your waters flow in endless streams.
With Orishas standing by your side,
Through ancient paths, our souls collide.
In the rhythm of the conga’s beat,
I dance with Oshun’s golden feet.
Loa spirits whisper near,
Through the veil, your voice I hear.

Oshun, from the waters rise,
Goddess of love, beneath moonlit skies.
With your asé, your power flows,
In Santería chants, your magic grows.
From the river, let love unfold,
Oshun, bathe me in your gold.

In the river’s song, I find my way,
With Oshun’s grace, I’ll never stray.
In Yemayá’s depths, the waters flow,
With Oshun’s light, my love will grow.


Through whispered winds and waters deep,
Grant the gift I long to keep.

Ase gbogbo nkan rere, Oshun, gbadura mi.
May all good things manifest, Oshun, hear my prayer.