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A prayer of peace to our ancestors. |
| Where have the eagles gone? I look to the sky and find none. Why are all the waters gone dry? I look to Mother and she don’t cry Why are the skies so gray? I lift my hands to Father and pray. O’ Grandfather please hear my words We live not in peace but by demon swords A fire burns in our hearts but not for love There’s no honor, only blood from above We suffocate ourselves, our deeds are weak My eyes burn from the tears I cannot speak What shall I do, will you turn your back Courage, a warrior’s heart…this I lack Life is vain…Grandfather, please spare none! Where have the eagles gone? |