Native American Sayings and Art Work
Trail of TearsThere's a trail of TearsFlowing from our homelandWashing out the yearsDrowning out the Red ManThere's a broken heartBeating like a funeral drumA nation torn apartSo one can be bornThere's a memoryThat the Eagle holds highWhen we were freeAs the wind in the skyThere's a feeling insideThat stirs our madnessTo have a chosen lifeIn the fields of sadnessThere are some empty teepeesFalling into dustLike an endangered speciesWe're losing too muchWe are a world forgottenPushed aside and left aloneBut comes a time when we will rise againOh Great One,hear our prayers and our song
There's a trail of TearsFlowing from our homelandWashing out the yearsDrowning out the Red ManThere's a broken heartBeating like a funeral drumA nation torn apartSo one can be bornThere's a memoryThat the Eagle holds highWhen we were freeAs the wind in the skyThere's a feeling insideThat stirs our madnessTo have a chosen lifeIn the fields of sadnessThere are some empty teepeesFalling into dustLike an endangered speciesWe're losing too muchWe are a world forgottenPushed aside and left aloneBut comes a time when we will rise againOh Great One,hear our prayers and our song
Cherokee Trail Of Tears
MoundsSilent winds hold down the taleOf an ancient yesteryearBeneath the mounds and forgotten trailsThe memories are hidden hereNo longer smoke the CalumetNo longer a whistle blowsAll are buried here togetherWith the Arrows and the BowsSo many stories are still held insideMany we will never learnThe Sacred Fire has long ago diedNever again to burnNo longer to chase the deerNo longer praise the danceAll of it buried hereWith the Bonnet and the LanceOnce stood majestic in the thick of a foresta kingdom in their timeBut time has crept and now they restIn cities of yours and mineNo longer feasts or gamesAll buried here within the moundThough ancient still sustain
Silent winds hold down the taleOf an ancient yesteryearBeneath the mounds and forgotten trailsThe memories are hidden hereNo longer smoke the CalumetNo longer a whistle blowsAll are buried here togetherWith the Arrows and the BowsSo many stories are still held insideMany we will never learnThe Sacred Fire has long ago diedNever again to burnNo longer to chase the deerNo longer praise the danceAll of it buried hereWith the Bonnet and the LanceOnce stood majestic in the thick of a foresta kingdom in their timeBut time has crept and now they restIn cities of yours and mineNo longer feasts or gamesAll buried here within the moundThough ancient still sustain
Spirits Together
RainwalkerThey have taken me from the wildBut they'll never take the wild from meMy soul is of the earthMy spirit is forever freeI run swift as the DeerMy eyes are keen as the HawkI am strong as the OakI am light and darkI speak with my ForefathersIn our native toungeFrom the heavens fall the watersTheir tears for their loved onesVisions they behold meMy escape to the worlds pastWhy was I born in times like theseWhere thorns block my pathsThey've taken me from the wildBut they'll never take the wild from meIt's in my blood, it's in my spiritForever it will be For I am Rainwalker
They have taken me from the wildBut they'll never take the wild from meMy soul is of the earthMy spirit is forever freeI run swift as the DeerMy eyes are keen as the HawkI am strong as the OakI am light and darkI speak with my ForefathersIn our native toungeFrom the heavens fall the watersTheir tears for their loved onesVisions they behold meMy escape to the worlds pastWhy was I born in times like theseWhere thorns block my pathsThey've taken me from the wildBut they'll never take the wild from meIt's in my blood, it's in my spiritForever it will be For I am Rainwalker
Spirit of the Wild
Brothers of the WindBrothers of the windLets us stir againLet us blow through our native land,touching every manLet them feel our beingLet us touch their soulLet our spirit pierce each oneLet them know we've comeBrothers of the windLets put it at an endWe've danced The Ghost Dance long enoughThey're waiting on usThe Great Spirit has comeBringing with him lifeAll that once was gone, now freely runsBrothers of the windlet our nation riselet us live the way we didBefore the white man arrivedLets begin againMy brothers of the wind
Brothers of the windLets us stir againLet us blow through our native land,touching every manLet them feel our beingLet us touch their soulLet our spirit pierce each oneLet them know we've comeBrothers of the windLets put it at an endWe've danced The Ghost Dance long enoughThey're waiting on usThe Great Spirit has comeBringing with him lifeAll that once was gone, now freely runsBrothers of the windlet our nation riselet us live the way we didBefore the white man arrivedLets begin againMy brothers of the wind