Voices of the Wind Sing

I hear the soft echo of the wind as it blows

Through the valleys of my mind it grows

In the mountains, the voices take me to the heavens

Where I play, the sky smiles, and soars like the eagle

Under my wings, nature sings, the voices of Cherokee

People of my tribe, my life, my wind, everything a man could want

I give this tune to you, as my soul has been sent by the voices wind

The waters of the valley heal us, and the river cane makes love to the music

We too, will fly over the forests of our earth and live once again

With our bare hides, we sleep in each others arms, where we relive, and begin

Come to me now, as I play the voices of the wind

Let it sing