[Jeff Martin, Russ Parrish]Pray to the rainPray to the god of thunderWe are as oneThrough the blood of our brothersOn through the agesWe have lived here freeSpirits from the past remind meWe get our strength from the light up aboveGod of the sunWe face the eastThe smoke is offered upward(we pray Heammawihio)To fight this scourgeWho rape this land our motherThe white eyes came across the seaBringing pain and miseryOh five us hope great spirit up aboveGod of the sunGreat father I prayWith the strength of your lightHelp us find a wayWe wish only to breathThe dust of our fathersAnd to hunt where their spirits livesNow they bury our prideAnd caputure our soulsLeaving us barrenWith no place left to goAnd with pain in our heartsAnd tears in our eyesWe look up and we prayTo the God of the sunOn throught the ages we have lived here freeSpirits from the past remind meWe get our strength from the light up aboveGod of the sun, God of the sunThey've captured our prideThey've cut us insideThe winds of war are blowing strongOur trail of tears gets longGod of the sun
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