In 1491 I was an eagle
I flew through the shadows of the sun
I breathed in air that
Has never have been breathed before
I soared above the snowcapped mountains
And drank from the great Red River
The One World was under my shadow
Where the earth children and lived
And worked among their fields.
The Winged One was my brother
He brought the seasons to the land
And the harvests to the fields.
He brought the light for labor
And brought the night for rest.
In 1491 I was an eagle
I lost a feather soaring in the wind
I flew into the shadows of the sun
Where we were the children,
The sons and daughters of the Great One
The day watch brought us
Closer to the one reed
It was the time when
His heart was broken
And the scales fell from the sky
The children of the hummingbird
Became orphans.
The winds of the sea
Brought to us our destruction.
The year of the One Reed
Brought us to our knees and
The Great One tumbled to the sea
Gone forever, gone forever, no more.
The children of the hummingbird
Became orphans.
They became dust upon the land,
A distant memory no one remembers.
In 1491 we were eagles,
We flew above the shadows of the sun
We breathed in the air that
Has never have been breathed before.
The children of the hummingbird
The last offspring of the innocence.
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