I Am Whitebuffalowoman
Make make me the hollow reed pure love I sing
Make make me the hollow reed pure love I bring
Let my trees grow old and my rivers purely flow
May the air that you breathe be a nectar for your soul
Walk lightly upon me may your footprint be small
And
Honour all creation with a love for the All That Is
I roll over once and I am black
I roll over I am yellow
I roll over thrice and I am red
I roll over I am white
I am Whitebuffalowoman
Heyo weyey
In a sacred manner I walk
Heyo weyey
I am walking now towards you
Hear my sacred voice
I am calling to each nation
Time to make the choice
No more material gain
At earth mothers pain
No more destruction here
My message is loud and clear
Bring back the butterflies and all singing birds
Beautiful flowers sweet smelling herbs
Bring back the butterflies
And all singing birds
Beautiful flowers and sweet smelling herbs
Make me the hollow reed let earth mother sing
Make me the hollow reed pure love I bring
Let my trees grow old and my rivers purely flow
May the air that you breathe
Be a nectar for your soul
Walk lightly upon me
Let your footprint be small
And
Honour all creation with a love for the All That Is
Bring back the butterflies
Bring back all singing birds
Bring back sweet smelling herbs
Bring back mother earth
Make make me the hollow reed pure love I bring
Let my trees grow old and my rivers purely flow
May the air that you breathe be a nectar for your soul
Walk lightly upon me may your footprint be small
And
Honour all creation with a love for the All That Is
I roll over once and I am black
I roll over I am yellow
I roll over thrice and I am red
I roll over I am white
I am Whitebuffalowoman
Heyo weyey
In a sacred manner I walk
Heyo weyey
I am walking now towards you
Hear my sacred voice
I am calling to each nation
Time to make the choice
No more material gain
At earth mothers pain
No more destruction here
My message is loud and clear
Bring back the butterflies and all singing birds
Beautiful flowers sweet smelling herbs
Bring back the butterflies
And all singing birds
Beautiful flowers and sweet smelling herbs
Make me the hollow reed let earth mother sing
Make me the hollow reed pure love I bring
Let my trees grow old and my rivers purely flow
May the air that you breathe
Be a nectar for your soul
Walk lightly upon me
Let your footprint be small
And
Honour all creation with a love for the All That Is
Bring back the butterflies
Bring back all singing birds
Bring back sweet smelling herbs
Bring back mother earth
Credits
Writer(s): Theresa Matthew
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