Hau kolas,
I am the mighty buffalo
My spirit is with you, I did not go
We remain few under Grandfathers sun
But the plains still rumble as our spirits run
In herds I roamed wild and free
Buffalo is part of Mother Earth's family
I was the mighty beast that ancestors
blessed at their feasts.
Buffalo supplied ancestors with food to eat
Our pelt furs warmed their tired cold feet
Part of life's circle that never ceases or ends..
Our hoof beats shook the plains with thunder
Filling hearts with awe and wonder
Now we seek those that drove us under
The men who killed with reckless plunder..
Ancestors only took when there was need
While the white wichasa killed us from greed
By that old coward
Buffalo Bill Cody's hand alone
4000 were slaughtered
where once was our home..
The white wichasa will never learn
But by ancestors sons, Buffalo will return!
With the Tribal Co-ops,ITBC
Buffalo will roam and again run free..
Buffalo is the strength of our Nation
We were great Spirit's own creation
Lord of the prairie, the mighty beast..
I will return my spirit will never cease..
Listen hear our mighty thunder across the plains
I will roam and rumble , my spirit yet remains...
Awaken your hearts to the rise of a new dawn
Hear my thundering hoofs sing my song..
Barbara LaBarbera © 2004
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