This is the ballad of Fallen Timbers Where the river runs with our blood This is the song of Little Turtle The war-chief of men, called Michikinikwa Into the northwest of the new world Where their white blood still stains the sky The native riots awakened the dawn We fought, you've paid for each brother who has died
Fire! Fire! No retreat and hold the line Keep the lands the spirits gave us
Impetuous, the lonely fury of the steed In the sign of the eagle and wolf Reveal to the world! Ride the sky with the moon, your faithful bride Til the end of my life, there's a promise I will keep high
Kiche Manetoa Guide my brothers to my side On the banks of the west In the middle of the night Kiche Manetoa Bless this river, and our fight where we'll die
Into the northwest of the new world We go to risk even our lives Axes and feathers in the dense forest Faces of war gather all around the fire
Here in the forest of Fallen Timbers Where freedom will claim its price Eyes in the night waiting for their arrival Our death will remind us of those who had to fight
Hey ana hai Ena hey ana hai Ena Hey ana hai ena heya ana ha
Fire, burn slow in the lap of the stones Until the time to blaze forth Now has come Fear, lie quiet on the side of the moon Until the night is faced by the sons of the war
My young brother, rest in peace There is nothing you will need Cause your spirit will return To the land where we were free Where there wasn't a place for war For vengeance and for gold Where the only wish of sundown Was that you come back homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
