1. CULTIVATION

(Instrumental)


2. ON THE WIND

Laahapalačia, nitaši mačiloθia
Nikwiθeti! Maataši, nipkaleenaape
{In Appalachia, there is where I was born
My sons! Here, we built a fire}

Hey, do you remember words they used to say?
Your ways, will you keep them in your heart to stay?
Listen for the answers on the wind

Hey, do you remember songs they used to sing?
Away, will you let this all just wilt away?
Until there are no words left to say, just keep them alive

’Inoki, kipaapmamaatompwa
Ke’wisiki lenaweewi, aho
{Now, you all keep on praying
You will be strong, it is so}

Hey, do you remember words they used to say?
Your ways, will you keep them in your heart to stay?
Listen for the answers on the wind

Hey, do you remember songs they used to sing?
Away, will you let this all just wilt away?
Until there are no words left to say, just keep them alive


3. OTOMEN'PE (OUR ANCESTORS)

When we seek good answers, we look to the past
And sure enough, we find them when the best questions are asked

Embrace the guidance of an unseen force
Eternal knowledge from an ancient source

This gift from so long past nourishes and sustains
The spirit of Otomen'pe forever in our heart remains


4. HANIIPI-MIIŠI (ELM TREE)

We na ho
We ya ho hila


5. HEYA HONA

As we draw breath on this day, rain falls beneath these clouds of grey
Faint voices in the sky we hear, and then the morning sun appears
As we draw breath we stay strong, choose your words; prepare your song
Great power in these seeds you sow; feeds all the People as they grow

He ya ho na, he ya ho na ho na ya
He ya ho na, he ya ho na ho na ya

He a na ho na we he yo ha we, a na ho na we ya ho na
He a na ho na we he yo ha we, a na ho na we na ho na
He a na ho na we he yo ha we, a na ho na we ya ho na
He a na ho na we he yo ha we, a na ho na we na ho na

As the morning sun appears, arise to begin the day
In its light and in its shadows, walk in a sacred way
As the midnight sun draws near, embrace the sky above
Though a shell conceals her gaze, she radiates with love

In the earth beneath our feet we feel the ancient pulse
In the sky beyond our flesh we hear the primal call of creation!
Winds of rapture shake the trees, proclaiming nature’s victory
Tread this path in adoration of the sky’s illumination!

Pride, strength, forever! Aho!


6. PEKIKALOOLETIIWE (INSTRUCTIONS: AN EXHORTATION)

Walking tall, he held his head up high amongst the trees
His ears fixated yonder to the sky
With heavy heart, his need was pure as newly fallen snow
His hunger raged beneath the cliffs of stone

Time stood still; in this place he was to sit alone
Where day and night forever intertwine
Elusive sounds and the scent of purifying smoke
Lingered in that woodland mountain sacred circle

In a prayer he cried, “Manitoki, ni’otomien. Košelamalikwa, {“Spirits, my ancestors. Source of Life,”} be my guide when all hope is lost.”
As he waited for an answer, the world of flesh was cast aside.
In his vacant stare he became transfixed by the wings of a feathered serpent.

In the mist, at last it came to him – a sleepless dream;
The message he had been seeking
A trail to walk; a path lit by a spirit fire
A secret that he would speak to no one

In the brush, with eyes that faintly glowed in moonlit fog
An old man’s face in a creature’s form
The timeless stare of he who roams this forest land
A silent guardian for earth’s truth seekers

“Niawe!” {“Thank you!”} he cried. “Manitoki, ni’otomien, Tapalamalikwa, {“Spirits, my ancestors. Source of Love”} be my guide on the darkest days.”
As he waited for an answer, the world of flesh was cast aside
In his vacant stare he became transfixed by the sound of a panther splashing.

As the fragrant smoke ascends, his thoughts rise to the sky
All the power of the heavens, gaze below with your twinkling eye

Pekikalooletiiwe
Pekikalooletiiwe
Pekikalooletiiwe
Pekikalooletiiwe

To the south, he will not forget
To the east, he will not forget
To the north, he will not forget
To the west, he will never forget