When I see the eagle no more,
Will you call my name?
When the end of my path is reached,
Will you sing my name in prayer?
The Old Ones fade and are no more,
And no one calls their names.
Our People vanish and come to ashes,
And no one sings the prayers.
We were once strong and many,
I call the names of those before.
Those who remain have no knowing,
For them I sing my prayer.
But when I am gone, who follows me,
Who will call my name?
When I have given up my breath,
Who will sing my name in prayer?