Soon I will be here no more.
You'll hear my tale through my blood,
Through my people, and the eagle's cry.
The bear within will never lay to rest.
Wandering on Horizon Road,
Following the trail of tears.
White man came, saw the blessed land.
We cared, you took. You fought, we lost
Not the war, but an unfair fight
Sceneries painted beautiful in blood.
Wandering on Horizon Road,
Following the trail of tears.
Once we were here,
Where we have lived since the world began,
Since time itself gave us this land.
Our souls will join again the wild.
Our home in peace 'n' war 'n' death.
Wandering on Horizon Road,
Following the trail of tears . . .
"I still dream every tnight
Of them wolves, them mustangs,
Those endless prairies,
The restless winds over mountaintops,
The unspoilt frontier of my kith 'n' kin,
The hallowed land of the Great Spirit
I still believe in every night, in every day.
I am like the caribou
And you, like the wolves that make me stronger.
We never owed you anything
Our only debt is one life for our Mother
It was a good day to chant this song for Her
Our spirit was here before you,
Long before us,
And long will it be after your pride brings you to your end."