Aho my relatives who flow, dancing and singing to bring us all home. Blessings to all that grow near to her girth. We are stepping to the beat of the heart. Come my relatives let us join others to dew their parts. All a good circle, all a good deed, just know that equality means sending love in the breeze. Stillness to goodness is divine rights we place, on every step, it's beat keeps us to weep.
Stars from heaven shine down upon our souls, we will know wisdom, it's pure solid gold. And thine is tomorrow, the sake of time gone by, but my soul is enlightened when I dance to and fro. Gift this song and dance to all that I greet. I invite you to come to my sorrow and grief. And there you will find washing of tears flow gone by, just to say I will miss you, now it's time for a good cry. Let us lift our hearts and touch the radiant sky, in darkness the new moon, the ghost begins again. And we will touch the heavens like stars in the winds, the rainbow is calling and now it's begins.
Wake up to the heaven's to the royal girth, where earth is her majesty, the paradise we kiss her worth. And as our souls become holy, the holy ghost is set free, with love in the bounty, with love to gather in the seas. We are the shining doves, when we share our souls, in the ghost of illusion, the dancing feels good. And when it's a radiate spirit, the illusion is cleansed, then all that is left is great hope in the winds.
We gift and we bow to the world this sacred day. We gift our hearts forever, we are destine to find our way. And as we give this wonder, the place we shine to sea, that all my relatives know divine inside of thee. Let us all keep royal company (true blue)!
White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings
Ghost Walk (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon.