Bending birch to be her bower
Tied with twine and prayer
Body to earth she now can shower
In the sweat of mothers care
In all the directions
She calls
And the world awakens
For all our relations
She calls
And the world awakens
Singing

Now he kindles sacred fire
Holding space for her to cry
The tears meet flame and they transpire
As a knowing in the night
In all the directions
He calls
And the world awakens
For all our relations
He calls
And thе world awakens
Singing