ei, da! poti spune ca are ceva ce te linisteste, indiferent de cat de neagra ti-a fost ziua. in acelasi timp te inalta....si pur si simplu zbori. intotdeauna m-am oprit si i-am ascultat atunci cand i-am intalnit, asa cum spuneai si tu, prin piete.
felicitari pentru alegerea facuta. este My grandfather is the fire
My grandmother is the wind
The Earth is my mother
The Great Spirit is my father
The World stopped at my birth
and laid itself at my feet
And I shall swallow the Earth whole
when I die
and the Earth and I will be one
Hail The Great Spirit, my father
without him no one could exist
because there would be no will to live
Hail The Earth, my mother
without which no food could be grown
and so cause the will to live to starve
Hail the wind, my grandmother
for she brings loving, lifegiving rain
nourishing us as she nourishes our crops
Hail the fire, my grandfather
for the light, the warmth, the comfort he brings
without which we be animals, not men
Hail my parent and grandparents
without whicho muzica minunata.
