"Walk on, walk on, walk on,
on the breath of our grandfathers."
These words follow the wsinaax,
the songs we sing beside our dead.
The words proclaim our strong sense of
continuity, our belief i the constant
reincarnation of thought, deed and
man;our knowledge of the presence of
yesterday in today, of today in tomorrow."

"Walk on, walk on, walk on,
on the breath of our grandfathers."
These words follow the wsinaax,
the songs we sing beside our dead.
The words proclaim our strong sense of
continuity, our belief i the constant
reincarnation of thought, deed and
man;our knowledge of the presence of
yesterday in today, of today in tomorrow.