THUNDERDRUM

On top the world we may live ;from the city to the rez .

Compassion freed me into the day .What might be lost can be saved.

 

Thunder-drum! Eagle feather grace. I sing wild; for Mother Earth defense.

Thunder-drum! Eagle to return. Once a child; I’ve much to learn!

 

The spirit sings as a freedom voice; a new challenge allows more choice.

Four directions,I start the journey. These medicines are our life’s heart story.

 

Thunder-drum! Eagle feather grace. I sing wild; for Mother Earth defense

Thunder-drum! Eagle to return. Once a child; I’ve much to learn!

 

*Miishekaan* ,*Miishekaan* ,*Miishekaan!*

 

My mountains are my people. My fox hole,is in my warm heart.

My language is the creators identity in me!

 

Thunder-drum! Eagle feather grace. I sing wild; for Mother Earth defense

Thunder-drum! My teachers are the creators creatures,

born to the breast of mother Earth!

 

Thunder-drum! Eagle to return. once a child; I’ve much to much to learn!

One Thunder-drum! Eagle feather grace.

I sing wild ! For mother Earth defense.

 

Written By: Jeffry c.Richards and Brent Milburn