Brave is the Night

The sky above sleeps in the darkest of nights

It watches us and knows we are afraid

Not to wake and not to live but be slaughtered

Like a hog it is in the blood of the wild where we struggle to survive

Our Apache blood is strong and our belief much stronger, we fear not

Brave is the night who treads upon our moonlit shadows, we defend

Our rights, our freedom, the family that we bring to this valley

We leave our mark upon this sacred earth, the eagle feather flies with the wind

And our native soul never leaves these mountains, we too shall fly