First you look into his eyes Soon you’re singing lullabies Hey-ha hey-ha ah ha oh Hey-ha hey-ha ah ha oh He’s not like stranger he’s more like vision you’ seen The kind of face that you’ see on the edge of dream He was beaded and feathered from his head to his moccasin’d feet And now you’re singing Ke sakihitin awasis Ke sakihitin abesis Hey hey hey hey-ha oh Hey hey hey ha-ha oh Hey-ha hey-ha ah ha oh Hey-ha hey-ha ah ha oh He reminds you of a legend that you had known as a child He knew it too it was about Earth and about Sun and about Sky Oh it was about Wolf and Coyote and Eagle and Kitchimanitou And Wakontanka Ke sakihitin awasis Ke sakihitin abesis Hey hey hey hey-ha oh Hey hey hey ha-ha oh Hey-ha hey-ha ah ha oh Hey-ha hey-ha ah ha oh Well on some reservation your purification’s begun It’s the fifth generation the young and the old are as one Singing "come back to the sweetgrass" "Come back to the pipe and the drum" And be your future Ke sakihitin awasis Ke sakihitin abesis Hey hey hey hey-ha oh Hey hey hey ha-ha oh Hey-ha hey-ha ah ha oh Hey-ha hey-ha ah ha oh Ke sakihitin awasis Ke sakihitin abesis Hey hey hey hey-ha oh Hey hey hey ha-ha oh Hey-ha hey-ha ah ha oh Hey-ha hey-ha ah ha oh