Our forefathers made the rule,
And they said: Here shall we kindle a council fire;
Here at the forest’s edge, here we will unite with each other,
Here we will grow strong.
We are losing our great men. Into the earth
They are borne; also our warriors;
Also our women, and our grandchildren as well;
So that in the midst of blood
We are sitting. Now therefore, we say,
Unite, wash the blood stains from our seat,