Trust

In the eyes of the spirits, earth, wind, and fire

I know that I have lived, I hold on to my dreams

Where I trust myself to follow the righteous path

The land that I love, where freedoms song echoes into the valleys

Withering away, the last words spoken, my great grandfather

Inspired by the eagles wings, spread wide for the pride of our country

I look down from the top of the mountain, and what do I see?

I see the beauty of life, the ages of time, the honor of my people

As I chant in the wind, the soul of my childhood carries me away

Into the dawn, where the wolves play, and my desire to love never fades

My spear I throw, and where it lands, the earth will cry for the death

Of many, and the weak will be free, and they shall hunger no more

For our trust in each other, will spare no mercy from the evil around us

Let our native land find a place where only life can bare the pain we shared