| Invitation
Song
Iroquois
Screaming the night away
With his great wing feathers
Swooping the darkness up;
I hear the eagle bird
Pulling the blanket back
Off from the eastern sky
Black Turkey
Gobbler Song
Apache
The Black Turkey Gobbler,
The tips of his beautiful tail;
Above us the dawn becomes yellow.
The sunbeams stream forward.
(Trans:
Pliny E. Goddard)
Night Chant
Navaho
House made of dawn,
House made of evening light,
House made of the dark cloud….
Dark cloud is at the house’s door,
The trail out of it is dark cloud,
The zigzag lightning stands high upon it
(Trans:
Washington Matthews)
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