When I roam through the wide of the woods
when I climb up the peak of a mountain
when I hark to the voice of the wind
when I yell in the freedom of wild land:
I feel strength!
When I walk in the rays of the sun
when I stand in the glow of the moonlight
when I grab in the soil of our earth
when I hold all my life in my own hands:
I feel strength!
Wind and storm
bolt and thunder
rain and hail
snow and ice
exposed to the forces of nature
I learn to part the truth from lies
exposed to the forces of nature
I yell in freedom my hailing cries:
Hail! Hail! Hail! Hail!
Day and night
black and white
sun and moon
heat and cold
observing the rhythms of nature
I learn to speak the tongue of old
observing the rhythms of nature
I speak the words that I've been told:
Hail! Hail! Hail! Hail!
