Ploua, iar eu stau in camera, pretinzand ca invat. Nu se prinde nimic de mine.
Aseara m-a plouat cu apa si foc.
Ascult in cap un poem.
I still dream every night
Of them wolves, them mustangs, those endless prairies
The restless winds over mountaintops
The unspoilt frontier of my kith n`kin
The hallowed land of the Great Spirit
I still believe
In every night
In every day
I am like the caribou
And you like the wolves that make me stronger
We never owed you anything
Our only debt is one life for our Mother
It was a good day to chant this song
Our spirit was here long before you
Long before us
And long will it be after your pride brings you to your end