Daughter, to you I write this medicine song.
The world you know is crumbling
Our great grandfathers thundering
I pray, Usen, let the rain fall
Like tears down her pretty face.
Your roots are strong
You will not die
Your wings, like Eagle
Meant to fly.
Daughter, I feel you suffering.
The four winds change
The sacred wheel turns
Great knowledge and wisdom
Every medicine man must learn.
Daughter, I am proud of you.
The love you feel
And pain you heal
Balance and discipline
Heavy news from Raven.
Daughter, this is medicine.
You have outgrown this cage
They cannot hold you back
Now that your heart is filled with rage
Like Apache warrior under attack.
Daughter, I know. I know.
I want to be your father again
I want to try again
Draw back your bow, my daughter
Draw ink for your pen.
I am here
I have always been
I will stay with you
Until the end.
You will see
My sweet daughter
This is medicine.
