When the drumming stopped
In the countryside still sleeping
When the drumming stopped
Black shadows on blue waters,
white clouds across the waves.
Black shadows on blue waters,
white clouds across the wedge
We have no name for weapon,
We have no word for weapon,
All my relations, all my relations
The sacred fire, keepers of the flame
Spirit lives in every rock,
Spirit lives in every rock,
Oh, we have no word for weapon
Oh, we have no name for war
Oh, we have no word for weapon
All my relations, all my relations
All my relations, all my relations
Oh, yeah, my, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, my relations, oh, my relations
Ah -ah -ah -ah -ah -ah -ah