Hello, forefather!
Well, hear my word through the down
A heart shakily moans from pain for your land
My brothers-sisters do not help me
In the end I am alone here on the earth, but I am standing
So my forefather, you have fallen into the grave
Early did you give your life to earth
I talk to you, words upon the earth throw
And as an answer I hear raven’s song
My dear forefather, hearken to me
In golden chains is your land
No more your beloved people on your land
A black raven is now an advisor of mine.
Just muddle the light this family of mine
Turning their eyes away from me
They say a word but only one thing they claim
The whole gold of the native people to give up they demand
I’ll wrap the story into a dry leaf
Excuse me, that I disturb your peace
But hear me, the beloved forefather of mine
I’ll put a word to the earth about you
Sleep well...