Go away, big fly, go away!
Don't bother me, big fly.
I am dreaming.
Busy bee flying back to crowded hive,
You are no totem for shaman seeking power!
I am looking for a locust in the grass,
A locust whirring in the sunlight.
i will go the mountain to-night!
he will come, he will come!
he will scare me.
I climb the mountain
I am looking for a crater lake
Don't anybody follow me, I am in trouble
I must sing my bitterness to the lake,
Coyote, my power, come!
Through the wind I call you
Through the rain, in the storm,
I, a young man, am calling you
Answer what's in my heart.
I am talking to the lake.
I am talking to all in the lake.
I am not a human being.
I am a head rolling down the hill.
I am a head calling for my power.
I run down the mountain.
I come from the lake
My power is a howling wind.
By the dark pool at sunset
the puma waits.
The shadows rise, clutching the night
i dare not go back.